The feeling of alienation, which a woman from a poor family would often experience in a house full of wealthy and excessively proud aristocrats. Kadam quietly endured the snide remarks of her older sisters-in-law, who would often make fun of her poor father who was unable to arrange for a handsome dowry at the time of her wedding. But Rabi was different. Unlike the other members of the family, this budding poet wasn’t pretentious. She became his literary muse.
A creator, irrespective of his exceptional gifts, can never replicate the level of perfection and beauty of his masterpiece.In the solitary room, he would sharpen his tools, trim the brushes, grind and mix pigments, stretch and level the canvas on the wall, and then get busy capturing the initial impression of the subject he had in his mind. However, it would never be the same.
Magi works in a luxury hotel spa. She is an expert in aromatherapy oils and herbal massages. Her vast knowledge of natural remedies and medicinal baths surprises and impresses her extensive list of clientele and is the reason they keep coming back to her for more. Two drops of lavender oil on the pillow would… Continue reading The Healer
Aylan woke up covered in soot and with a throbbing headache. Squinting his eyes to adjust to the sharp glint of sun, he licked his lips and tasted the dry salty blood and bitter grime. With great difficulty, he stood up and gauged the destruction that laid before him. His village was reduced to a… Continue reading Escape
“See, how beautiful you look in that colour,” the old woman said trying to get the young lady’s attention. “I am your daughter. Therefore, it is obvious that you’d find me beautiful even when I am dressed in tattered clothes, right?” the young woman brushes off the compliment with a smile on her face. Her… Continue reading Silks and Legacies
“He is no more. He too has left me. Why does everyone I love, leave?” She was sobbing over the phone. The call was brief and her sudden emotional outburst rendered me speechless; I couldn’t say anything to comfort her. Hers was a tormented soul, bereft of any hope of finding love again, I could… Continue reading The other woman
A young archeologist meets a mysterious young woman on a stormy night in an old deserted mansion. The story is based in the post-independence era. Do give a dekko by clicking the link below. Can’t post the story here as it features on Juggernaut Books now. https://www.juggernaut.in/books/e97c017ef7144c35
She was standing exactly at the point where the road takes a turn towards right. I could see her bewildered expression from afar. It seemed as if she was waiting for me. “What happened ma’am, are you alright?” I asked, looking concerned. “A little girl fell off from that balcony there, she is dead now,” she said pointing towards the 4th… Continue reading Grief- a mixed bag of emotions