Every day, she came to my cafe exactly at 4pm. She had a petite frame and stooped while walking. She used to slowly walk towards the blue chair, pull it out, hang her umbrella from the backrest, sit down carefully and then open a book, usually the same book. I knew her food preference, cafe … Continue reading Old Lady and the Blue Chair
Shalini wrote her number and asked me to give it to Rohit. I tore the paper and wrote the number of a nearby public booth and gave him. I conveyed that Shalini wanted him to call at 2pm. At 2pm I was waiting at the booth. I knew he would call. The phone rang, perhaps … Continue reading Cross Connection
‘Why did you ask me to come here?’ asked Trina. ‘I love solitude’ replied Himu in his usual calm tone. ‘This place is secluded and dangerous, can we go somewhere else?’ said Trina. She seemed visibly irritated. ‘What are you scared of? This place or me?’ asked Himu, his gaze ripping apart Trina. ‘It is … Continue reading Love, love me do
Cold winter heart, Pale and tired Searching for warmth Like spring sunshine You came Flowers bloomed Birds crooned Clouds came Love blossomed Warm spring heart Tender and desired Spring left soon Scorching summer Falling autumn Winter is back Memories of spring Cherished eternal Winter lasts longer Heart is cold forever. P.S. Poetry … Continue reading Spring Love
I cry like a caged bird Let me fly I want to reach the sky. I can handle the rough wind, rain and storm. Do not protect me, Let me flee My soul is young The coldness of your soul Is killing me I want to experience life Let me make mistakes. You … Continue reading Caged Bird
Ellen saw ‘unarmed’ Lochinvar alighting from his horse, through the window. She knew he had come to ask for her hand. Her father hated Lochinvar. Tonight, she would have to choose between her father and Lochinvar. Lochinvar entered the Netherby hall. Ellen’s father stood up, with his hand gripping his sword. Lochinvar boldly looked into … Continue reading Lochinvar and Ellen
My mom always got scared whenever I stood at the edge of the terrace wall. I often did this to tease her. I loved to see her scared and worried. She always said she would die because of me. My irresponsible antics will lead to her death. After I shifted to America, with my neighbours, … Continue reading Let Me Fall
Close to the city of Paithan, in a small village called Sauviragram, which lay along the banks of the great river Godavari, lived a woman named Ila. Being cotton farmers, her family was well to do, but not among the richest in their area. It was the cotton season, and cotton had to be picked … Continue reading Ila of Pratishthanapur
She eloped with him after sunset, when the village fell asleep, with dream of a beautiful new life ahead. Next day before sunrise she found herself in a brothel. The challenge was to write a tale within 30 words using the words 'Dream', 'Sunrise' and 'Sunset'.
Trina Looks Back 