The Sunday mornings in Agarwal house usually started with Mahabharat, and then it was time for an unhealthy but delicious breakfast of fafda-jalebi. This Sunday however was little bit different… Read More

It was not often that Sameer would not be bored of something; usually he rarely stuck to one thing or one place, or even one person. His Nanu often compared… Read More

Just like the colors in a Kaleidoscope would turn and twist to reveal new formations, the mind of the two people in Marina café also started to swim through flashes… Read More

The orange gold rays of the sun filtered through the dense clouds, it was still April, yet she wished that the rains would come soon. She loved watching this street… Read More