I was about 8 my father died.My mother with 3 sons became widow, Struggled to feed & teach us.I witnessed her pain Fortunate to live with her till her death.
Up To Scratch
The next night he dreamed that he was in the coffin screaming and bellowing to be dug up, suddenly he woke up to the sound of his wife’s voice screaming for help
Peepal Tree
Hindi story on memory of grandmother. My grandmother loved me very much and often saved me from my mother’s anger. She was less educated but knew a lot.
An Ode to that Wrinkled Face
She would always recite same stories; a story about some shepherd and his sheep or that about an obedient son. I would lie down in her lap
The Christmas Surprise
Little Sandhya was a 5 year old girl.Just as every child of her age Sandhya was fascinated by Santa Clause and she was eager for a new bicycle and a new barbie doll
It Creeps In When You Least Expect!
“Did you ever fall in love with Granpa then? ” The petite girl asked. “I hated him at first because I wanted to study, become a teacher but destiny had provided me with this gloomy existence.”
THE SECOND CHANCE
Subbalakshmi stared at the old family portrait that hung on a rusted nail on the shabby wall. Memories weaved through that phase
THE GREEN HOUSE
As children we travelled from the city to the village where my grandmother lived. We enjoyed the ride and each every moment is still cherished
Taa Noren
Not only every villager know our Taa Noren but people from neighbouring villages also have a good account of his bad impressions
The Last Goodbye
It was Christmas Eve and everyone in the hostel were in good mood. My room-mate and I were humming songs and doing maths
