He wished he had…

We want to earn, not beg. Help us earn our livelihood. He saw a huge crowd carrying similar placards, snaking its way through streets. Is that Emily? Yes, she is leading the procession. But why? Later in the evening …. “You don’t qualify to be called domestic help.” “Really? Who has been managing the house … More He wished he had…


Spending a fortune on a pair of high heels did not help much. The discomfort remained as with the lesser pairs, and I had it to pad it with cushions and toe covers, and practise walking on preciousness. I did think renting would have been a better option. But what if Prince Charming came looking … More Stilettos

Brain fog

They found me in a village 14 kms away from the hospital. My covid-affected legs are not strong enough to walk the distance. I don’t know how I reached there. A white rabbit which kept jumping in and out in an unusual manner attracted the attention of the search team.  What if the rabbit had … More Brain fog

Whose traditions?

There is a distinct sense of unease around the oncoming festival. She knows that certain things can’t be done. “But we aren’t having any visitors”, said her husband, \’just cook and eat and decorate the house as you like. Post some pictures with a wistful write-up on social media.” “It’s all a joke for you”, … More Whose traditions?


“#MeToo movement is not over yet, and here comes the drug-peddling scandal…” “Why does it bother you?” “Some of us are being victimised…..” “Are you sure you’ve never done it to others?” The big time film director looked flustered. He is not used to this kind of a response. “Well, it affects the manner in … More Snacking

Now why?

The road trip was taken against her wish. A sense of foreboding descended on her, as they drove on the same zig-zag roads climbing up the mountains, but she controlled herself. Teenage children don’t listen anyway. The familiar refrain of a song brought her out of her reverie. “OMG! This is not possible. It’s the … More Now why?


My heart aches at the thought of what could have been. I woke up with a dream on the morning of 1st January, like many others, and prayed for a more sane and sensible world. I am a doer, not a vanilla dreamer. There was an action plan in place, in process of implementation.  And … More Landscapes

End of a dream

A vision in pale yellow floated through the park. This is my new neighbour, Miss Daisy. I would’ve named her Sunflower though. As if on cue, she turned towards me and smiled. I guess I missed the acerbic expression in her eyes. “I heard some noise yesterday, and your house help sneaked in on the … More End of a dream


She cringed on seeing the large number of people who had come to see him off. Well, it was nice that his employers were sending him abroad at a raw age of 23, and he was the first in the family to fly abroad, but the crowd was kind of too large for comfort. It … More Discomfort


“The Gift of the Magi” by O.Henry was a lesson in gifting. The writer’s intention may have been completely different. It is difficult for a girl to give up her crowning glory to buy a gift, more so than it is for a man to give up his inheritance. I think about the story more … More Gifts