#FridayFotoFiction She came to the city in 2015 and cut through this park on her way to work. She noticed him on the bench – feeding the birds or reading the newspaper or chatting with the snack-stand vendor. Come rain or shine, he would be perched on this bench; very much a part of the… Read More #FridayFotoFiction: Will she see him again ?
#FridayFotoFiction The Escape Her scarf came undone, letting loose her auburn curls which flew around her face as she raced down the pavement. Dodging fellow walkers, baby strollers, leashed dogs; she paused to check behind her. The three men were still hot on her trail. Breathing hard, she turned into an alley and hit a dead-end.… Read More #FridayFotoFiction: The Escape
#Friday Fiction Settling into the dating rhythm with Tapan over a course of two months, Naina was off in wonderland musing on the dates that had endured her till here – the funny ones, the weird ones and some which started sweet but ended badly….. If she was honest with herself, some had been the… Read More #FridayFiction: They preened, they posed and they courted – but all in vain.
Date Fate “You can’t give up now! Its been only a month Naina since you started to date,” Angie exclaimed while trying to snatch her phone to stop her from deleting her profile on the dating app. “I have had it with all these jerks and bigots with over idealistic talks who fall flat on… Read More #FridayFiction: To date or not to date is the question
#FridayFiction Juggling the paint brushes, Naina opened the door to be greeted by the florist delivery boy, yet again. This time it was an exotic arrangement of hot pink roses mixed with some white orchids and the card that read “An apology has three parts I am sorry It’s my fault And what can I… Read More #FridayFiction: Saying it with flowers is the best way!
Continuing from Naina and Tapan’s date #1 Naina’s phone buzzed the next day while she was at her salon. She checked it to see a sms from Tapan. Smiling, she began to respond. “I was wondering if I could interest you in an authentic bengali meal?” “I am clueless about this cuisine though would love… Read More #FridayFiction: I wont let you go hungry tonight, darling!
#FridayFiction “How about some of their famous lemon cake, you love it, right?” Pratyush continued, looking hopefully at Naina. “On one condition – you tell all about your date, as she had the same experience as me but you looked more upset than her. So what was all that about?” Naina bargained as she felt hopeful… Read More #FridayFiction: My fair lady!
#FridayFiction “You are not Pratyush?” Naina exclaimed in shock. What’s going on with this guy? “I am Vishwas and that over there is my friend Pratyush,” he said pointing to a table behind her where she could see a couple in conversation. Perplexed, she looked at her coffee companion. “Is this some sort of joke?… Read More #FridayFiction: The Great Switcheroo – part 2
#FridayFiction Naina entered the cafe in quick strides; a little out of breath she perused the tables. “There he is”, she thought spotting a well-dressed, bespectacled man with his nose buried in a book by the window seat. “He managed to bag it. Thank god,I had mentioned it to him while chatting”. She gave him a… Read More #FridayFiction: The Great Switcheroo – part 1
#FridayFiction Naina picked up her favourite red hibiscus iced tea from the counter and found a comfy window seat in her favourite Starbucks. She wanted to answer some of her pending emails before her date joined her. Yeah, you heard it right! She had a date with Mrigank, 37 who delved into the mysteries of… Read More #FridayFiction: I am well worth the wait Darling!
#FridayFiction Naina picked up her favourite red hibiscus iced tea from the counter and found a comfy window seat in her favourite Starbucks. She wanted to answer some of her pending emails before her date joined her. Yeah, you heard it right! She had a date with Mrigank, 37 who delved into the mysteries of… Read More #FridayFiction: Man proposes, woman disposes!
#FridayFiction “Long tresses are important for a good match. Dont you ever dare mention cutting your hair again”, her mother reproached her. “But Ma I want to look smart like Tejaswi. I look so nerdy with my hair oiled and braided into tight plaits. I want a fringe to play with and short hair to swing… Read More #FridayFiction: When I grow up, I will do as I please!
#FridayFiction “Not tonight Kushal. I have my periods”, Ananya moaned sleepily. He continued kissing her. “Please Kushal”, Ananya protested. But he didn’t take any heed and pressed on with his affections. Ananya lay still in hope, and it worked when Kushal pushed her away roughly. “You are my wife”, he growled. “And I want you right now.” “Kushal… Read More #FridayFiction: Its your wifely duty!!!
#Friday Fiction 12.30 pm: “Auntie your bag is moving and jumping “, said a little voice. Her reverie broken, Ananya looked up at an adorable little girl who was pointing at her handbag in which she had dropped her phone a while back. She fished it out and was alarmed to see 37 missed calls. “Damn Kushal… Read More #Fridayfiction: Tit for Tat, my darling!
#FridayFiction “Where are you my love? I just woke up and you are not here”, cooed Kushal in a sleepy voice. “I had to drop Roshini at the airport-remember? She was leaving today? ” Ananya replied softly. “The flight was at 10 in the morning, it’s way past that. So where the hell are you?”… Read More #FridayFiction: He’s the shy one!!
#FridayFiction Still ruminating her luck at the Marilyn Monroe moment, Naina walked into Cafe DiGhent where her bookclub was meeting. Almost everyone was there, she could see all the books arrayed on the tables while coffee/tea was being ordered by all. Smiling her hellos, she plonked in the cornermost seat by the window from where… Read More #FridayFiction: The “stand-up” comedian
#FridayFiction Tilting the mirror towards her, she re-applied her lipstick for the umpteenth time, still unsure if it was too bright. Alright let’s do this, she mentally geared herself for the task ahead. She parked her car and starting walking towards the mall entry, her heels clicking rhythmically. Damn the day had turned a tad… Read More #FridayFiction: An App a date, keeps the nags away.
#FridayFiction Ananya couldnt believe it was 2 years since her divorce from Kushal; 2 years of re-building her life; 2 years of starting her small home catering business 2 years of self- sufficiency 2 years of peace of mind. Yes the road had been bumpy. It hasn’t been easy to convince her parents; seeing as… Read More #FridayFiction: Two is company; three is society!
#FridayFiction The TV screamed with the frenzy that is usually associated with an Indo-Pak cricket match while Kushal mouthed his frustration at the dropped catch. Ananya sat quietly by his side, tapping away on her laptop, keeping a furtive eye on her husband. She didn’t want him to see what she was doing. “What on earth… Read More #FridayFiction : You are cheating on me, arent you darling?