Rendezvous

Originally posted on The Perfectly Imperfect Bunch:
I’m sitting, draped in my mother’s georgette sari, hands folded demurely in my lap, gaze trained down at my feet like I was told to do. I’m hyper-conscious of everything right now. Who moves, who stares, what they say. I suppose he must feel the same way. This…

Rate this:

Happy New Year – A Story

I’m at a carnival. ‘Goodbye 2016, Welcome 2017’ a neon sign glares overhead. The scene around me looks like something right out of a sappy rom-com where lovers unite at the end of a year to welcome the new one locked in each other’s embrace, but I’m muttering curses under my breath as she pulls…

Rate this:

Pincheliosclerosis – A Story

‘Mrs. Mehta!’ the buxom lady in the gaudy, hot pink chiffon sari lumbered over and engulfed Chiroo’s mother into a death-embrace. Chiroo was sure the bear hug must have given his mother a hernia. He could swear he heard a crunch where his Mother’s emaciated bones creaked with the enormous strain they were being subjected to.…

Rate this:

The Perfectly Imperfects Are Here Again!

Hola People! Hope this week has started off well for you. Mine didn’t. I’ve been under the weather and am going around doing what I do with tissue paper thrust up deep in my nose. Oh god, I hate colds! Don’t worry, the state of my rudolphed-nose isn’t what this post is about. I have three…

Rate this:

Thirty Seconds Tale #20: Something Gained, Something Lost

via Daily Prompt: Sparkle ‘Alright darling, chest out, hips back, inhale deeply and step out. Don’t forget to bow gracefully for our audience at the end. I need you to sparkle for me tonight. It’s a full house.’ And she did. She sparkled, she enthralled, she wooed them all with her nearly four feet childish…

Rate this:

Erupt – 3

Hello Folks! Remember how I had started a series here on TPC titled, Erupt, and how the poor series was left unfinished because of my eternal tardiness? Well, I have good news for those of you who liked the series (thank you very much) and would have liked me to continue. No, no, I’m not…

Rate this: