Tagged: series
Part 15: It’s party time, my First Birthday!
A day before the celebration, Momma tied a red colour scarf around my neck.
Part 20 : dew and the Mist
‘Kusumita, listen to me. I didn’t lie. I had no clue about the file, just a few years back only I came to know about it.’
Part 17: dew and the Mist
After some time, she gained consciousness as strong lights pierced her eyes, she saw the headlights of a vehicle beaming in stark darkness.
The Road Beckons
The road never ceases to fascinate, as the vehicle turns left and the first view of the lake hits the eye, half obscured by hills and the eye just begins to yearn for more of the luscious beauty, the road beckons, to all, all wanderers, all travellers.
Barapani Diary – Disillusionment (Part 8)
The magic is wearing off, like everything else. This place is losing its exquisiteness.
Barapani Diary – A peek into the City (Part 7)
Here I was on the outskirts of Shillong at this time of late evening, pine trees zoomed by the window.
Part 8 – SHIBI hui NAMKEEN
I showed my puppy eyes to tell him that I am not up to his idea of going to the beach. I was thinking about the long journey and the hotel where I had stayed.
Part 16: dew and the Mist
The spread of the pink lotuses charmed the emerald-coloured water, and scintillated it, as the fog rose from the surface of the water and dense the mist over it.
Barapani Diary – ‘Missing Delhi’ (Part 4)
As much as it was solitude and bliss, with beautiful tranquil nature all around, it was lonely at times, especially without better half and without any restaurant or even a samosa shop nearby!