It was a night journey in sleeper bus coach. I settled early, with no sleep in eyes. I thought about trying out google assistant, that my...

Shweta sat alone at the desk and cried her heart out. She forgot the time as she was so lost in her crying and in this process, she had...

Once upon a time, in the backyard of a big hut, some kids were playing with small pebbles. One of the pebble was flung high and it fell...

My first published work!

Eyes go wandering through multiple glass seperators. Life has become retro. 9-5 daily soap is the favorite thing that occurs in life...

This is a tribute to that world, again and again… I want to visit again that abode, flow like that mighty river and smell again that wet...

It is perhaps the last time I would hear “yatri mane daya kari dhyana dindu gadi sankhya dui dui aathi dui sati….” I was sweating...

Life is a journey, and each one of us a voyager. We travel on our unknown assigned routes with no itenary, tickets or prior booking in...

As I was deliberately passing my time in the office, scrolling down the pages of the novel of my favorite all time author, Ruskin Bond, I...

Other day while enjoying evening tea with friends, one of my friends mentioned a word ‘upstress’. Upstress as defined by her is the just...

As narrated by my father.. It was the time when I was in secondary school. I studied in the Municipal Corporation’s school. It had a very...

That was the end of this sweet but virtual friendship. Shweta looked at a white sheet of paper lying across the bed. It was a sketch of...

Further story coming soon… keep following this space for Chronicles of Shweta’s life, an untitled story. That day, on her way back Shweta...

It was ‘1st April’ the first day of her coaching. Sun was above the head, shining brightly. Its blinding brightness made it difficult to...

Shweta kept aside her phone and sat down. She was still mesmerized by the events of the day and was teary eyed thinking about the...

Fresh from the peaceful trip to Matheran with bachelor’s friends, I was heading towards my college. As soon as I departed and took leave...

Last evening, I paid a visit to my revered place: Kalpesh’s Tea stall. I wondered for the first time how the place has aged. Although the...

My daily routine these days is getting up fairy early in the morning, having breakfast, pooping, bathing and then getting ready to head...

Few months ago, I was on a pleasant evening walk till the main gate of my campus. A flock of Shikra maybe, as well I can jog my memory,...

This is an sweet anecdote from my school days.. Down the narrow road on summer mornings we would walk down hand in hand quite cheerfully...