Mirage    #FridayFotoFiction

Mirage #FridayFotoFiction

Rajiv started the video-calling app.  He looked around to ensure he is alone before he dialed his wife.  Soon Naina’s beautiful face filled up the cell screen. She stared back as if it was unreal.

‘Hey,’ she said shyly,  ‘how are you?’.

‘Missing you Naina,’ he said softly.

‘Amma and Baba are also here,’  she said as they came onto the screen.

Rajiv felt emotional.  He missed them a lot. He wanted to leave this wretched job and go home.  But he imagined their starving existence.  He cannot be selfish, he resolved.

‘Your home is beautiful,’ Naina said, ‘Lovely flowers. How I wish I could come over.’

‘Soon,’ he said but he knew it would be never.

He heard the owners returning from their daily walk.  He disconnected and sneaked to his flat, still panting as he reached his bed at the end of a cramped row of bunk beds.


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Prem Purana by Usha Narayanan #BookReview

Prem Purana by Usha Narayanan #BookReview

Romance is one of my favourite genres and so is mythology.  Therefore, a mythological romance made me really excited about reading this book.  And it has been a really good read.
The book contains not one, but three love stories.  The first is about Ganesha and his three wives.  It was a bit difficult to accept Ganesha trying to woo three girls at the same time.  But, when you look at the deeper meaning of the words Riddhi, Siddhi and Buddhi, it all makes sense. After all, isn’t Ganesha the lord of these three achievements – intelligence,  learning, wisdom.  I enjoyed reading this story which was light and had a playful take on loving and wooing the ladies.

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Directions    #FridayFotoFiction

Directions #FridayFotoFiction

‘Turn left,’ she said.

He ignored her and went straight ahead.

‘No prooooblem.  Take the left after the next signal,’ she said again.  ‘Sam.  I lived here.  I know the route to the theater.  Why don’t you listen?’

‘Nah.. this is the right road.  We will get there on time,’ he said and revved up the car engine.

‘Here.  Put this App on,  it will tell you the directions if you don’t want to listen to me.  I don’t want to get lost or miss the movie.’

‘We are not lost.  And I hate that lady telling me ‘turn left’ ‘turn right’,  she doesn’t even say please. Feminists,’  he shook his head.

She sat resigned and observed Sam from the corner of her eye.

This was the fourth time in as many weeks that he did this.  And they always missed the movie.   Next time,  she will drive.   She decided.


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The week that was  #MondayMusings #chattyblogs

The week that was #MondayMusings #chattyblogs

As a working from home mother (a.k.a a working housewife for the womenfolk),  sometimes,  I tend to get too cut off from the rest of the world.  I spend hours working on the laptop just getting up for survival activities like eating,  bathing, etc.  And the only company I have got are the children who keep coming in and going out of the house as per their school, tuition, play schedules.  Isolation hits you like a brick.

So, it was a good change when I had to trek in the 4 hour to and fro commute to my office.  And the four hours is on a good day. Let me tell you,  when one gets into a Mumbai local,  you are entering a different city or country with its own rules and laws.  It is the big serpent that dashes through the city throughout the day,  north to south, south to north.

I start my journey from the extreme north of the city to the south and then,  when the twains meet,  I change to a train to take me to the north again. Someone finally thought of changing the north to south pattern and added some horizontal lines with a metro or subway or tube or whatever which finally made the twains meet at a more practical location. Continue reading

A broken home   #FridayFictioneers

A broken home #FridayFictioneers

Sandra took one look at the room and knew Roger was in.  Sandra couldn’t believe he traced her so soon.  She hoped he was not high on whatever he smoked.  She stared horrified as Roger stumbled from the kitchen swaying precariously. He could go from happy to angry in 2 seconds.  Roger came closer and hugged her tight.

“Baby..missed you,” he mumbled between kisses.  Sandra stood frozen even as the slap singed her cheek.

“Bitch.”

He grabbed her throat.    She fumbled for the knife she hid near the door and stabbed repeatedly till he fell down lifeless.

“Missed you too.”


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