Hard eight months have elapsed by now. Aditi stays separated from Sekhar with Rohan, her three year old son. Aditi had to be strong enough to take such a firm decision when nothing was really working fine between her and Sekhar. She had been trying for a decade almost to adjust with the robotic IT Manager, but of no use. And that was one wrong decision she had taken when nothing could she fight back anymore to stay under the same roof along with her machinelike husband. Kind of experimentation, …

Sid could hardly buy any sleep that night. He was 30,000 feet above sea level seated in the business class of the country’s best airways. He felt as if he was actually flying still higher as he was heading home to see Madhu, his two year old kid. He could still feel the touch of Madhu when he took her in his hands when she was born, her harmonic cry, her tiny feet, her twinkling eyes… He remembered it all!!! He felt himself to be a proud dad! But this …

My eyes were drawn to one of the paintings are displayed neatly in front of me. Today is Thursday, right in the month of August in 2011. I walked to one of a very dark room, my feet stepped on something, I’m surprised, I turned around and lowered my head, look over there a middle-aged woman who was painting. I’m confused as to why in this dark room there was a woman who paints only with a speck of light candles in front of him. I did not dare approach …

Everything happens for a reason. When life takes an unexpected turn either it gives rise to a miserable storm or showers sunshine. There is always a way for happiness after sadness and vice versa. Something similar was my story. It was going great between John and me. We were happy together or at least, I would say I was happy with him. But as they say nothing is forever, things change without prior notice, and we call it life. I was clueless about what was going in John’s mind.
I started …

I open the door, prepared to be cross with him but he launches himself at me out of the midnight darkness, all wild hair and leather and bone crushing hugs and I can’t remember why I was mad in the first place.
“Okay. You’re going to have to figure out how to move around the house with me hugging you because I am not letting you go,” he declares in that adorably boyish manner of his.
“B-b-but! I have to go to the bathroom!” I cry in mock distress as we begin …

I bend over the bar. For her, not for drinks. She says: “Finnish”; and it all starts right there.
“Finnish”, I smile. “Finnish” I wonder and I smile. F-i-n-n-i-s-h, I let it drup in, drup, drup,
drup, letter for letter.
“Lapland”, I think;
“Cold”;
“Foreign affairs” (I just read an article that mentioned the Finland model, questioning myself
what that could be);
“Somewhere north”;
“Cold”?!;
“Bears”? No, no bears I believe, and I smile.
I take another sip of my Friday eve beer. It’s a pity for those bears, I like bears. Maybe I
should go to Greenland and find some …

Part I:
“I can I can change black to white
I have it in me to make you go out of sight
Ho Ho! It’s me the man of wonder
With my wand and wit I can create thunder
Watch out watch out all you misters and misses
I have arrived to please and steal your share of kisses”
He sashayed into the room with a quick little spin, chin up and eyes on the crowd. He swayed his black magic cloak with a deft hand delivering his lines loud and clear with gleaming eyes. After two …

Business hours were strenuous and as it was almost the end of that year, work was in full force. There was no time to think, breath and least…. sleep. Every person who belonged to that organization was working difficult hours and Parag was one of them. He was the senior head of sales, so his work usually had no official working hours, whatsoever. Days or even during nights…. he had to work! Something about him – his ever present smile – indicated that he loved what he did and the …

Violet was super excited. She would finally be 21 years of age – a young woman in her own right. Not a kid any longer! How long had she waited for this just as she was waiting for something else….a dear person to profess his love for her. Her parents had left for the day so that Violet could usher in her birthday with her close friends at home. As a young woman now, she wanted to have her own party, sans parents. However, she planned to have her birthday …

It was around 2am when Erica finally managed to get some sleep. Her mind was filled with thoughts of her fiancé, Sam. His chiseled face, his green eyes, his warm smile. She had spent most of the day looking at his photo. For the first time, they had not spent the weekend together. He was too busy, he had said. Poor Erica, how lonely she had been through the day!
As she fell deeper in slumber, out of nowhere she heard familiar strains of music. She opened her eyes but couldn’t …

….For the umpteenth time she screamed “I am sick of this”. Rolling up her sleeves, she begins to type again, it was one of her many letters to the stranger. Hillary walks in unnoticed, while covering her mouth to hide her mocking laughter; she pushes Tami from behind;
Girlfriend, don’t you think you are taking this letter thing a little too far?
Not in the least, Tami retorted, pissed at the interruption. You just don’t get it gal!
Oh ok, I get it, this stranger is the one who gets to hear what …