How She Killed Jonathon’s Son – Part I

Unlike many parents, Shelly knew what she was doing with her son, she understood the impact of it on her family and she dared to acknowledge it. She was choking her son to an extent that he had stopped breathing emotions. Sharon’s calling was made to pass away.

Sharon’s body was one caging a tornado. His spirit longed to revert to its calling. He was one of the few kids who had understood what they wanted to do earlier on in life. He understood his strengths at an age where he was not sure about his weaknesses. With the most beautiful eyes, Sharon kept looking at the posters of the artists he had put up in his room.

At his age of four, Shelly would be more than happy to flaunt her son’s mimicry skills.

Continue reading “How She Killed Jonathon’s Son – Part I”

The Morphing Feelings and The Mall

I sometimes find feelings like the articles displayed in a mall while people keep walking in and out of it.

Some get entertained for few minutes, some for an hour and some stay there for a day. Feelings are like that. They do not occupy a constant place in our minds and hearts. 

We do not always hate someone, the hatred comes after some incident that might have struck an animosity between two people. It stays within a person depending on his mindset – sometimes it takes few days, sometimes few months and sometimes a year or more for the feeling to die or sublime I would say. 

Love is not much different. Love morphs. Just like hate, love either evolves or perishes over time. Even if the relationship stays intact, love changes its course. For instance, a couple falling in love would exhibit a different dimension of attraction than a couple who has been together with their kids for ten years.  Continue reading “The Morphing Feelings and The Mall”

Kids these days…

Kids these days….

Isn’t this one of the most popular phrases? Even the college-going youngsters use it for their nieces and nephews!

Kids these days, I feel and believe. are smarter than we were. Generation gap could be less than two years, nowadays. The world is growing so fast. New technologies and innovations have galvanized this unprecedented Continue reading “Kids these days…”

Just a Little Salt

I was once a slightly short-tempered (the art of moderation used here!) little girl. I would fail to understand the miracle of having profoundly intelligent and yet mischievous friends around me.

However, things changed when I met a new friend of mine at a coffee shop – a sixty year old man, really well-dressed and well-mannered, pulled out the chair for his wife. His wife must be 55, I guess (although she looked like 45!). He went ahead, placed the order at the counter and returned.

I was as usual waiting for my friend, cooling my cup of hot caffeine…trying to focus on the book while invariably staring Continue reading “Just a Little Salt”

Growing up – On my birthday

Much to my dismay, I am about to make it to the 25th year of my mundane life.

Who likes growing old, do you?

But still we have to blow out the increasing number of the candles every year, right?

I would still love to go back to those school days, pack my satchel and walk down to my school van.

I would love to go back to the college where I would spend my time in the library and the research laboratory again (and not break the glassware this time)

And lastly, I would want to go back and correct all the things that I did wrong.

Well, too late to think about all of that now. Continue reading “Growing up – On my birthday”

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