She was standing by the side of the road parallel to the sea. The bottom of a very soft and yellow summer dress fluttered around her knees. In contrast, her dark tresses, with generous help from the wind, tried to obscure her face, protecting her beauty from passersby. You could inhale a sweet, inviting smell if you walked past her. Youth is beauty by itself and a youthful beauty is definitely one of nature’s gifts.
And a story that has a beautiful young woman, standing alone by the side of the …

I see him in his rocking chair, under the cool shadow of
the cherry tree we planted ten years ago. Eyes closed,
a smile on his lips, he’s doing what he loved doing best-
listening to the wind rustling the woods surrounding our house.
Grandpa’s ears, always alert, pick up the sweet music of the dry
leaves crunching under my feet. Looking at me he grins.
I feel like a six year old all over again, making little paper boats
with him by the lake.
I sit at his feet, leaning towards him, laying my head on his …

“Have we met before?” I asked. She shook her head .At that very instant I noticed the striking  resemblance between them. She had the same arresting green eyes and wore a very similar coat of  shiny black fur as Natasha……
I had a strong feeling of nostalgia  as I sat there at the café  gazing at her hazel green eyes. I casually started a conversation hoping to break the ice.  After a long and interesting conversation , she excused herself saying that she had an important job to be completed at …

Dave was lying on his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling fan. It was 3 am, but sleep still eluded him as he was totally bored. Life in London was nothing like what he had envisaged.
Having nothing else to do, his thoughts went to the awards dinner that was to be held next week, next Friday more specifically. Dave looked forward to it. He was doing good as a writer and why not? Given his very active imagination and knack of putting it beautifully into words, his books were usually …

Carla was very excited about Sunday. It was Luke’s twenty-fifth birthday and she had been looking forward to it. Carla and Luke had known each other since their nappy days and were great buddies. There was hardly anything they did not know about each other.
Luke was there when Carla had broken up with Sam after dating him for three years. In fact, he was always around. And of late, Carla had a strange feeling that there was more to it than just friendship. And she planned to tell him about …

I used to wait for hours on end, sometimes even days for that one little reply; either as a scrap on the wall of my social networking site. Not that I am desperate, but sometimes it so happens; that I cannot wait. I have to get the person to reply otherwise there is something seriously wrong. Maybe I am just assuming things. “But assuming is better than being carefree right?”
Well let me explain this in more of a fervent manner.
The last time, you saw me staggering about a certain girl. …

It was yet another weary morning. Three months since her breakup, she was still in a pitiable state. Lack of sleep and healthy diet had started to show on her otherwise pretty face.
He did not have anyone else in his life. Then why did he leave her? What was the cause of that 1.00 am call that said, “It’s all over!” She kept thinking about it again and again. It made her cry, it made her feel horrible. That was Sara’s story.
Her parents were trying hard to make her feel …

“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 …