“How’s Kris Kringle*?”, asked James in his usual loud voice, settling in a chair next to Parth. Oblivious to his arrival, Parth and Chinmayi, sitting with their hands held together, lost in their anguish thoughts, were taken by surprise. There sat James, next to Parth, in the waiting room, with Read more…
“Jai…where are you?”, said Rishi loudly. “Here I am. Here is your suit, ironed!”, beamed Jai as he handed the hanger to Rishi. “Thought you forgot about it”, said Rishi with a sigh of relief. “How can I forget about it?”, replied Jai as he helped Rishi in dressing up Read more…
Jimmil is a curious boy of three. He regards himself as grown-up. Though most of the family members disregard his self-declared-status, he doesn’t care much. He believes that grownups always have ‘differences of opinion’. He has a buddy, Albert. There’s a slight gap in their ages though. About sixty Read more…
The Town Hall auditorium erupted in a thunderous applaud when the Mayor opened the envelope and announced “The award for the NGO of the year goes to ‘Box of Crayon’. Request Ms Manjiri, the founder-director of Box of Crayons to come to the stage and collect the trophy”, continued the Read more…
Walking down the busy market street with a tote bag held tightly in her hand, she noticed all the signs that were familiar, the shops, the hawkers, the kiosks, et al. There was something strange about the crowd though. All were busy in their business of being busy. None of Read more…