He lay there on his back, waiting for her to arrive, as he did on every Sunday, staring into nothingness, waiting for her to look down at him and say those words…..those words, which made him feel the most loved person in the world. The park used to be a deserted piece of land,…
Tag: Fiction
There Are No Shadows, Here…..
“Idiots”, he said, to no one in particular, as he swerved his car off the Mumbai By-pass road onto a smaller road. He had been driving since the past one and a half hour. He glanced at his watch. “Another half an hour at the most”, he muttered to himself. He loved long drives, but…
Then And Now …….
Haribhai had led a reasonably happy life. He was about to enter his 70s and when he looked back upon his life, he did not have many regrets. It was not as if he hadnt had his share of problems, his share of worries, but he had always managed to overcome them and come out…
The Slapping of Sanjay Leela Bhansali
I wonder why Sanjay Leela Bhansali was slapped around in Rajasthan? Was he making a Documentary on Rani Padmavati?? No!! I remember there was an outrage over Bajirao Mastaani too. So, what exactly do the people of India think?? That these movies based on audience wooing scripts are actual realistic depictions of…
The Desi Cracked Pot 