If we were having coffee, She would call you for lunch, He would ask you if you had fever. If we were having coffee, Ogling at the other girls , Ignoring my words trying to gaze into your soul. If we were having coffee, Again you would not spend a penny, Again a call would … Read more
When all your life you have been craving for an elder sibling, God finally gets tired of your prayers and sows the seeds of sisterhood in the heart of a person living miles away, someone whose existence you are not even aware of – how do you process so much? She just walks in one … Read more
Dear Dad, I realize how lucky I am to have you. To think about that day still makes me shudder. What if you hadn’t returned? I’d still be an orphan, uneducated and abused, probably living a life of drugs, alcohol and robbery. Thank you for all that you are, dad. Love, The Son You … Read more
The alarm rings continuously. One of the figures on the bed lies still, the other one stirs. Looks at her cupped palms and recites: “Karagre vasate Lakshmi…. Kara madhye…..” She bends down and touches the ground reverently and steps out noiselessly. As if her … Read more
The third stair creaked as the twins tried sneaking up. This was the best chance the sisters would get as the entire family was sleeping. The map had to be decoded before their vacations ended and they returned to the city. Their mum had promised to get them a puppy if they cracked this … Read more
“Will you be alright Teddy? I know that losing a job is not easy, just hang in there and ask me if you need money or anything else.” “Rosa, I will be okay, the greatest treasure of my life is still here. As long as you’re with me, I am the king of the world.” … Read more
I overheard the below conversation when I was in the reading room, minding my own business. Until that day, I was not aware of the woes of the washing machine.
New Bookshelf, Renewed Monsoon incorporates two things I love. Books and Monsoon. This is also Ishithaa’s entry to MondayMusings and June GratitudeCircle.
Can’t you see me, making all this noise Banging on your window, flailing my arms Is it so difficult or have you gone so far Am I just a shadow, a figment of your dreams What about those dreams, together we wove Remnants of that fabric still in my closet True I was a coward, … Read more