A to Z Challenge 2016 – Reflections

A-to-Z Reflection [2016]I had participated in the 2015 challenge and couldn’t go beyond the letter G.  So, I was fully aware of how tough the challenge is going to be.  This year I had decided to not sign up for the challenge.  But, I accidentally participated in an AtoZ Twitter chat and I knew I had to sign up.  There is too much fun in the challenge and even if I do not complete it,  I would love the journey.  And so,  I signed up with no goals, no themes in mind.

But I saw many bloggers preparing for the challenge and it egged me on to make an effort.  I made a complete list of A to Z of books I loved and authors I recommend.  That is what I had planned in the theme reveal too.  But again,  fickle me,  changed it to short stories of a couple who are very unlike each other.  This was my theme last year and so I went back to my last year’s notes and started all over again.    Continue reading

Z is for Zindagi #atozchallenge

Thank you for visiting my blog.  I wouldn’t have reached here without your support.  And this is also the first time, I completed any challenge.  Yes, the feeling is incredible.  


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Dia was packing clothes for their holiday which would last for a month.  Sameer noticed that she was packing all her jeans,  her T-Shirts, filling up most of the space in the bag.

‘Dia, we will be back in a month.  Why so many clothes?’ asked Sameer.

‘But, what if it rains and we cannot dry our clothes?  What if there is a nip in the air and we need a shawl? But.. .’

‘Dia,  if you are going to worry so much,  we can stay at home and stay safe,’ he said.

‘Sorry.  But,  what will we do in case of an emergency?’

‘Not having the right clothes is not emergency.  Take about four or five pairs of clothes and then you can mix and match.  We can buy more if we need it. Lighten the load,’ he said.

Sameer packed in three shorts and a few T-shirts.

Before leaving,  Dia referred to her checklist to see if all is done.  Doors and windows locked.  Tickets.  Medicines.  Keys.  And ready to leave.

With Sameer beside her,  she knew she would never be in need of anything.  He is her life,  her zindagi.  She thanked the almighty and closed the door behind her.


**This has been written for the A to Z Challenge 2016. My theme is A to Z in the life of Dia and Sameer, a geek and non-geek couple.  Short stories on their approach to daily life.  Do you know people like them?  Do share the stories with me. ***  

The characters Dia and Sameer are fully imaginary.  Any likeness to people is purely coincidental.   The views are the characters’ own and light-hearted.  They are not endorsements.

Y is for Yummy #atozchallenge

Read another ‘He and She’ story from a different perspective You, Me and Us .  Check out these dreamy travel tales with incredible poetry included from Sulekha


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The cook was on vacation and Dia had taken to cooking the evening meals.  It was an unusually busy time for Sameer at work.  She had decided to make some masala pulao.  It is a one-dish wonder and less time in the kitchen.  She had no misconceptions on her culinary skills which were non-existent.

At dinner,  Sameer took a spoon of pulao and realised the salt a bit too generous.

‘Do we have any curd?’ he asked

She got it for him and ate her first spoon of pulao.

‘It is salty.  How are you eating it?’  she asked.

‘With Curd,’ replied Sameer.


**This has been written for the A to Z Challenge 2016. My theme is A to Z in the life of Dia and Sameer, a geek and non-geek couple.  Short stories on their approach to daily life.  Do you know people like them?  Do share the stories with me. ***  

The characters Dia and Sameer are fully imaginary.  Any likeness to people is purely coincidental.   The views are the characters’ own and light-hearted.  They are not endorsements.

X is for eXempt #atozchallenge

Today, I recommend visiting the blog of Monica Deshpande called Varan Bhaat and pick up some authentic recipes which we savoured in our childhood.  And then hop over to some amazing vistas via Wanderlust tales managed by Rajlakshmi.


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It was one of those days when they had a good tiff.  There was no screaming.  But,  a complete stop to communication, answering in mono-syllables,  both going on with their respective activities.

And finally there came a time when they could no longer carry on.  They missed each other.  The talks,  the coffee,  the teasing.  And the situation opened up like this one evening.

Dia cleared her throat.  Sameer pretended to be reading his beloved newspaper.  He totally ignored it.  Dia increased the volume of the television.  It was the News channel.  Sameer found it difficult to ignore.  Dia noticed that he was peeking from the left side of the newspaper.  So,  she walked up to block his vision pretending to do something.  She did have a tough time there as there was nothing she could do in the middle of the room.

Now, Sameer cleared his throat and even coughed a bit.  Dia pointedly looked at something in the ceiling.

‘Is there something on the ceiling?’ asked Sameer sounding rather concerned.   Continue reading

W is for Words #atozchallenge

Visit Words and Me for some travel tales.  And start a hobby now with a frame by frame nah.. post by post detail from Modern Gypsy.


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‘Beautiful morning,’ said Dia as she woke up to pleasant weather.  She could hear the birds and children playing outside.  There was a light breeze and the curtains danced lightly in graceful silhouettes.

‘Mesmerizing,’ said Sameer.

‘Yeah..so peaceful,’  said Dia.

‘Awesome,’  continued Sameer in a soft voice.

‘I love mornings,’  said Dia and turned to face Sameer who was looking at her.

‘I love you,’  said Sameer. Continue reading