Reviving Childhood

Reviving Childhood

It is almost a year since we met. That meeting turned ugly, and we dispersed, you swearing aloud that we should meet in a court. Was that upheaval indispensable? Knowing my partaking nature very well from childhood, you could have given a second thought before...
Where Angles Tread

Where Angles Tread

George and I came upon the building’s sophisticated front, painted in a calming shade of mauve, which was truly a sight to see. The sun’s rays interacted with its surface, producing a captivating interplay of light and shadow that left me feeling amazed....
The Disastrous Proposal

The Disastrous Proposal

“Sana loves me, and I love Sana,” I sang, my heart full of our love. I couldn’t help but break into a dance. Gleefully caressing the box in my pocket, I crossed the road to the florist. The box had the diamond ring I had specially crafted for Sana...
The Forbidden Fruit

The Forbidden Fruit

The crepuscular rays danced in the western sky as ten-year-old Rasha carefully walked through the muddy lanes of Idaikal village holding a bottle half filled with edible oil and a small bag with two onions, some ginger, a few chilies, and cilantro. His mind encouraged...
Beauty Lies In The Eyes Of The Beholder

Beauty Lies In The Eyes Of The Beholder

During today’s dance competition, the theme revolved around the essence of Shringara Rasa. “Bet you, Amma,” Saundarya, the twenty-three-year-old Bharatnatyam dancer whose confidence and beauty knew no bounds, chirped. “There will be no participant to vie with my...
Back To Square One

Back To Square One

                                                          BACK TO SQUARE ONE. You can never trust an alarm clock. It could be as treacherous as your boyfriend. That scoundrel cooly walked out of a six-year-old relationship. Frivolous reasons soon turned out to be a...