I hear the gate clang shut as I place the teacups on a tray beside a plateful of their favourite Karanchi Bakery’s fruit biscuits. I greet them back to their cheery “salam” as I put the tray on the table on the front porch and retreat back to watch them from the door as they settle down on wicker chairs […]
The Mango Tree
Originally written in the diary-cum-book by Ruskin Bond – Words from the Hills on 5th March, 2018. Every morning while preparing breakfast I stand in front of the kitchen window for a couple of minutes to look at the mango tree in our neighbour’s yard. Since I have come to live here, I had only seen dusty green leaves or […]
Evenings are magical
Evenings are so magical. I love the serenity in it. It was therapeutical to be out in the terrace this evening. The sun had almost gone down but there was still light. When I peeped down to the pond, I suddenly felt a kind of Diana Wynne Jones’s kind of magic in the air. This correlation came about because I […]
Golden Feathers of Hope
An enormous cumulonimbus hung low in the sky, smudged here and there with varying shades of lead. Lightning streaked across the horizon followed by low rumbles of thunder, petrichor wafted up from the ground. Standing at the top of the hill, Huma zipped up her jacket to keep herself warm in the cold, biting rain. She looked around her and […]
Her Beloved Garden
A short story which I wrote a long time back but got the chance to edit today. I hope you like it. Do let me know in the comments what you think about it 🙂 The floorboard creaked as grandma made her way out of the porch towards her beloved garden. Her eyes travelled the length of it and she […]
An Ode to the Mango Tree
I love trees with all my heart. There are so many that I have come across and fallen in love with instantly. But, my most favourite and special tree will always be of mango. Mango trees simply equal home for me. I have been meaning to do this for a long time, but here is a love letter I finally […]