The decorations were breathtakingly done. The work done by the decorators was impeccable. Everything was colour-coordinated and most of it was pink and white. Those are the favourite colours of the bride, after all! It was the typical Indian wedding, with teenagers having vanilla ice creams, kids running around and their parents trying to stop…
The unnamed narrator replays one of the most heart-breaking days of her existence through the short story. The day she looses her world, Tasha, to another man, in marriage. I was sitting by the bay window in Tasha’s room, smoking my cigarette and watching the immaculate moon dangling in the infinite night sky. It…
Another day begins with fight, Abuses, slaps and curses, again Another day of my marriage . ~Praveen Gola
It was still dawn when I stepped out of the cab and walked towards the entry gate of the Delhi airport. The early morning February air was pleasantly cold. I was travelling to Bengaluru to attend a college friend's wedding. It had been four years since we graduated from the same college. This wedding was…
She stood there at the doorstep. Wearing a red T-shirt and cream coloured trousers. She was not like all those women. Like all those women in sarees. Women who bowed their heads. Women in ghoongats. Women who made perfect round rotis or idlis. Who made the best saambar or daal in the whole world. Who…
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