Savita’s eyes clouded for a while as the needle from her embroidery pricked her finger, nudging her back to the present. Cradling her little one, she tried hard to complete the pattern on the handkerchief, but her mind raced back to the night before. For...
Childhood memories are, by far, the deepest etched in our mind’s eye. Ambika derived a lot of joy to relive a few of them from time to time. Several such anecdotes lingered in her treasured memoirs, of which a few could be labelled as amusing...
Memories on the Highway The wedding rituals culminated in the wee hours of the morning, as Anisha sat, decked up in her red Benarasee saree, awaiting the future set of events to unfold. Everyone around her seemed to hustle among the chores, aplenty, that...
Gratitude Ashna looked up at the bookshelf fitted above her study table and a sense of gratification shone in her eyes, as she browsed through the series of trophies and certificates lined up there. Her maid Gita had just entered the room with a broom in...