He wiped off a tear from the corner of my eye and handed me a thick envelope. It seemed old and crumpled. I opened the cover in excitement. Kept inside was a bunch of papers
Author: Archana
I am a Biochemist by profession and an aspiring writer by passion. My writing style varies from time to time so do the kind of books I read. I am a hard core romantic at heart and philosophical at times. Emotions overpower me. I love writing on themes pertaining to women and romance.
Silent Love
Silence did its magic and so did our expressions. We had moments when only our eyes spoke. Being with me on mute mode, he also started feeling that it were better not to talk.
Going the distance
I flipped through the last page of my diary which marked the end of the year. I sat by the window watching snowflakes falling outside. Heaps of snow had deposited
That Impulsive Moment
The signal light indicated 35 seconds. 25 seconds were not enough for him to get out of the car and grab her hand. She was too fast
Lost and Found
I had barely walked across the platform when I realized that I had left my purse with granny. I retraced by steps only to find granny walking
Picture Story
A lazy Sunday afternoon after a sumptuous meal seemed disgusting when I had been instructed to shift all my old college notes from my room to the attic
Bikini and Me
The girls played in the pool, enjoyed teasing other guys wearing the sarong or flaunting their sexy body with that beautiful bikinis which once used to be our swimming costume.
My Blue Chocolate
The phone beeped loudly in the quietness of the lazy Sunday morning only to wake me up with a start. I struggled hard to open my eyes, fluttering my eyelids
THE HONEYMOON TRYST
The envelope read: “To MY DEAR wife and my life partner.” (The stress was on the words written in bold). Pritish entered the room expecting an excited Leona
