September 2019
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The Maheshwari mansion was decked up like a bride to welcome the new bride in the family. Naina sat in the car holding on to her husband’s hand and stared out of the glass window, quite amazed by the grandeur. Her throat felt choked up, and she stammered, “y…yeh…
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The morning after the first rains was misty, with some grey clouds still lingering, the sun struggling to shine its rays. The leaves on trees that were dusty in summer now sparkled with droplets of water; a few flowers nodded their heads in the gentle wind. Sameer was sleeping…
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The Sunday morning was far from jovial in Agarwal house. Preparations were going on to welcome the distant relative who was supposed to come in just after breakfast. Preeti huffed as she shelled what she swore was the 500th pea, and grumbled, “hai kaun yeh jiski swagat ki itni…
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She had read somewhere that the voice of the sea speaks to the soul, and Mumbai had proven that those words were absolutely right at least for her. Three weeks after her arrival to the city of dreams, Naina Agarwal was sitting on the parapet at Marine Drive, watching…
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Sameer sat on a small dais, totally confused, frowning at the people around him. His mother was hovering near him, giving out instructions to a few ladies. Munna and Pandit were also rushing around; it seemed they had no time for their friend. Nanu sat with Deepika laughing over…
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Sameer licked off the last of the sugar syrup from his spoon, making satisfying sounds in his throat. Naina grabbed the box of mukhwas from the shelf and laughed, “bas karo Sameer… aur kuch nahi bacha usme.” He pouted, “chup… bahar theek se kha nahi paaya.” Ramdhari came in…
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A journey with words that started in March 2018 has been flourishing with different explorations, and this brings me to the world of blogging.Read More