The Bartender

“He smelled like the ocean!” “Ridiculous! How’s that even possible?” “Trust me. Whenever he’d sit there on the barstool, I’d this strange sensation that the sea was closer. Like the hidden treasures in an ocean, there were stories buried in his heart. His gaze was warm like the sea air. I am sure there was… Continue reading The Bartender


Tears streamed down her face as she cut up the doll into pieces She’d wasted her teens attaining those ridiculous proportions No one has legs that go on forever, she realized Unlike the plastic Barbie,she was made of flesh-n-bones Thus, more real & beautiful with her delicious curves   280 Characters Written for Twittering Tales #102… Continue reading Realization

Wistful Fantasy

Come, my love, let’s pack our stuff and drive down to the countryside. I am done with this cold maddening crowd, and so are you. Let’s go, far away, you, me and the dog, and live in a small rustic place, where the air smells fresh and earthy. Where our paths are paved with crisp colourful… Continue reading Wistful Fantasy

The Autumn Girl

Her autumn mornings always began with a strange ritual. She’d cup her hands, scoop some water from the washbowl and wash her face; then run her wet fingers through her silken hair until water dripped from every strand. Later, she’d gleefully walk out of the house and feel the cold misty air on her moist… Continue reading The Autumn Girl

Final Visit

“Why do you wanna go there?” “Umm. It’s just something I’ve to do,” she replied while washing the veggies in a colander. “But, why? Your parents are gone. There’s nothing left there. You said it yourself.” He skilfully flipped the lightly seared side of chicken in simmering oil. His fastidiousness amused her. “I know. Perhaps,… Continue reading Final Visit

Night Shift

The moonlight spilled into the room from the white lace curtain, creating a grid-like pattern of light and shadow on his face. He wearily peered at the bedside table- the alarm was about to set off. His body was too tired and reluctant to move. Sleep had ditched him, much like his ex-wife who’d left… Continue reading Night Shift

Two beating hearts

They were lovers for many years before they were forced to part ways, as continuing a relationship when living in two different cities seemed improbable. With broken hearts, they separated and promised to never contact each other again- no phone calls, emails or social media interaction. Long distance relationships suck and rarely succeed, they convinced… Continue reading Two beating hearts