“Ah …that explains why you hate girls.” Aryal was taken aback with the sudden snort. “What do you mean Meg?’ he retorted. ‘I mean since I know you like you where this big!’ marking his adolescent height with her hands. Meg and Aryal were in his office, when sudden the door bell announced someone’s arrival. The conversation stopped and Aryal excusing himself rushed to answer the door. Meg was watching with the corner of her eye, to know who it could be. It was well around 11pm, an unusual time …

She got married at an early age of 21. For a 21yr old girl, it was all a heart warming experience . In ever walks of her life she was utmost cared by her loving parents, ‘cared more than the little pearl dew drop nestled on a shimmering green leaf.  She was never exposed to any form of worries, except for school exams and her homework. She was blessed with envious luxuries anyone could ever only wish, meant exclusively for her that too without ever asking.
Back in school she used …

“Liz, make me a latte with an extra shot,” said Janet. She would be late as she was working on the latest contract, and thus needed some caffeine to keep on going. Janet paid for the coffee and took to the nearest corner table. Janet liked such lazy afternoons well deservedly enjoyed during her office breaks, as she could pretty much sit comfortably by a cozy corner and could get completely lost in a trashy novel without any worries disturbance her. She took out her latest Mills and Boons novel …

“Roses are red, lilies are blue;
You are my lover, …so is Seau!”
“Err! Abhi who is this Seau huh?” Anu almost lashed out on him. Making poetic rhymes was Abhi’s passion. His conversations never finished without something or the other rhyming, rather out of sync. Maybe it was more or less instinctive to his vocabulary, cuss he never tried intending. It was funny how he used up words to construct even the normal of spoken phrases. Utterly grammarless is what it should be ‘to the point of being almost influent in …

Tanya stood in her wedding finery at the boutique. This was her 3rd dress trial in 2 months. Vicky was calling her confused which tie should he pick for the wedding. Vicky kept calling till she finally answered the phone.. “Oh god can’t you like do one thing on your own.” She yelled over the phone.” I am yet to finalize my fittings. Ok fine tell me which colors.. And yeah your blazer is brown.. Yeah perfect copper would do.. Yes of course in silk.” Vicky smiled wickedly. He knew …

David met Sheena in London. It was their mutual thirst for travelling round the globe that had brought them together. They had bumped into each other in a coffee shop. Not finding any place to sit, Sheena had asked him if she could share his table. He had shaken his head rather non-chalantly. And as one thing had led to the other, both of them realised that they shared the same passion – exploring the world.
Now while Sheena was from India, David had come all the way from Berlin. Both …

It was a bright Monday morning. The passengers sitting in the chartered bus watched with sympathy as the beautiful young woman, with the walking stick, carefully made her way up the steep steps of the bus. She paid the driver and, using her hands to feel the seats, she moved ahead, walked down the aisle and found the seat that the conductor said was empty. Finally she settled in, placed her bag on her lap and rested her stick against her leg.
It had been a year since Sara became blind …