I have been surprised multiple times today. So much that I have had to take out time to put it in writing because I didn’t want to lose the essence of this feeling that is with me since last night. It feels as if I am on a constant high since the two beers I had last night. By the way, I rarely drink more than one 50 cl each night when I am in Dubai.
I am surprised by the amount of energy I am showing of late at work. Taking back to back flights for work, working tirelessly, getting responsibilities like never before and ending up getting things done, one way or another. Future has never looked busier, if not better. Continue reading
If Ranjeet had learnt one lesson in the last two years, it was that being single was better than being a single father.
What a world of difference it made to have a child to take care of. He had not foreseen it. He had imagined an easy life for himself. He fell in love, got married, they had Sejal and the family felt complete. Then it all fell apart. The arguments began to turn into dirty quarrels and once in a while one or the other had a visible proof of it.
She asked for divorce. He asked for Sejal. They contested and he won on the grounds that she had no job and hence no source of income to take care of their child. She cursed him while signing the divorce papers.
May you rot in hell. Continue reading
Have you ever thought about the concept of inheritance?
In a world where no one guarantees about the events of the next day, people love to inherit. A father’s property, a mother’s favour, a brother’s approval, a sister’s concern, people are eager to inherit all sorts of things and people are not ashamed to ask for it. An inheritance has to be a two-way process. There has to be a giver and there has to be a receiver. One cannot give without a receiver and one cannot receive without a giver. In such a case, where one of both is absent, it is not inheritance; it is felony, cheating, theft, robbery. Continue reading
Harish was on phone when Sunny spotted him coming out of the airport.
Quite a busy man.
He waved at Harish, who was still searching for a familiar face in the crowd. His eyes stopped at Sunny and a bright smile appeared on his face. He pointed a finger towards Sunny and made a poking gesture while biting his lower lip.
Still the same.
They hugged each other tightly for a long time without saying a word. Sunny was the one to speak first.
“You’re still the same. Lean.”
“But you have added a lot of extra weight around your waist, can hardly clutch you like I used to!”
“Yeah man, what you know about the perks of having a wife anyway.”
“Woah! I thought fifteen years would have changed you a bit, you too are still the same. Sarcastic!” Continue reading
The doorbell was taped. He was doubtful if pressing that doorbell would result in a buzz or not so he preferred knocking upon that rusty door. After a couple of knocks, someone’s shadow appeared through the aperture. The door opened and a girl appeared in front of him. She was probably in her late teens but she looked different. She carried a decent and mature expression on her face, quite rare an expectation from other girls of her age. To him she appeared to be an epitome of simplicity, to her he was a question. A young man standing at her door with a bag pack on his shoulders was not what she was used to see often.
Before her inquisitiveness grew, he asked her, “Is this house number B-59?” Continue reading