Life is rewarding. That is what Meenu believed even 30 years back when she moved out of an abusive relationship with her two daughters. Every night,
Category: QuinTale-14
The Last Escape
She was late to rise but her father’s words were humming in ears. Last night, he was so rude to her. ‘We can’t afford
The Nightmare
The post-lunch hour saw few passenger footfalls inside the local. The breeze blowing into her hair, she wondered if her wordsmithing had gone out with
A Novel Journey
“Trrrrring……Trrrrrring”, the alarm buzzing away didn’t seem to breach through Jayant’s sleep. The repeated buzzing forced Ma to come down from the adjoining room and
Echoes Of The Past
As the day dawns, a groan escapes me. These aches and pains refuse to go. I blame it on ageing. When I know that it
Looking for Aly
Alyssa got up from her bed and looked in the mirror. The mirror looked back at her, dispassionately. The finger marks glowed on her paper-thin,
When Life Gives a Second Chance
“What will I do without Sid?” Swati said as she hugged Kabir at Sid’s funeral. She was wailing. He felt a tug at his heart.
Radha’s Resolve
After all, tomorrow is another day! Seeing the pyre burning, little Radha, all of six years stood transfixed to the ground. Radha was a sincere
One Day at a Time
8:00 am Shreeja peeped into her bedroom. “Bye, Jeevan. I’m leaving for office.” She crossed the building gate, cheerfully wishing good morning to a passing
Life Can’t Be Perfect
“Yogita, the food was really yummy,” said Sumit. He kissed her on the forehead and glued back to his phone. She passed an artificial smile
Hope(less)
The air was rent black and blue with expletives and the sound of kicking and hitting. The person at the receiving end of all this
The First Step
It’s another mundane day. Then, you chortle. Aha! You’re here. Oh, the day gets better. Your presence lifts the banality of the room, sprinkling happiness.
Rise and Shine
Winter, after a scorching summer, is always pleasant. Not for Dina. She could not gather her guts to get up on a gloomy, cold, winter
Tomorrow’s Another Day
What does a class topper, a mother of an infant and a published author have in common? Not sure? Let me tell you their stories. An
The Colour Pencils
Six-year-old Chinnu hopped merrily as she walked home with her mother. Her frock was torn and her little bare feet were calloused. She didn’t mind.
The Power of Hope
It was late at night. Lakshman lay awake staring at the ceiling. He was worried about the mounting expenditures. Selling tea at the nearby park
A Silver Lining
“Due to lack of evidence, the court acquits Vaidehi and frees her from all the charges.” The law may have set her free, but not
Blessing in Disguise
I grabbed the railing one last time and steadied myself. I raised my hands above my head, joined them together and whispered, “Forgive me Ma-Baba.
The Lost Hope
Life brings along cheer, celebrations, learning, and beautiful memories. But Mr Raman’s myriad wrinkles had another story to tell. For over a decade, he lived