“Why did you turn off the fan, Granny?”, grumbled Sunaina, rubbing her eyes and struggling to open them. She was standing at the kitchen entrance. Chanting Annapurna (Goddess of Food) stotram (prayer), Granny was busy preparing breakfast. “Good morning, grumpy bear”, she said, as she turned around to attend to Read more…
The phone rang again. Elaine couldn’t ignore it as it was the fourth time in succession that someone was trying to reach her. “I told you I am busy”, she said scornfully to the instrument, as she glanced at the caller id screen. “Has to be him”, she uttered when Read more…
Sunaina woke up with a jerk. Her groggy eyes couldn’t comprehend the happenings around. Thanks to the seat belt, she nestled back to comforts of the seat in a flash of seconds, unharmed. And then she heard laughter. “What’s the matter, Grandma?”, she enquired, little confused. “RTOs have shown up Read more…
It’s a kind of ritual for my mother and me to converse over a telecon at least thrice a week. We talk for ever-growing-longer duration, week after week. The ‘longest ever’ is yet to happen. Every other week we break our own world record that is set the previous time! Read more…
“Sunaina, are you ready?”, he called out, standing mid way through the hall and checking out in the direction of the kitchen. “Grandpa, here I am at the entrance”, I replied in high tone, excitedly. “Riding a horse already?”, laughed grandpa, as he turned to the garage. In a sense, Read more…