Oh, my belly! Do not grumble, be humble, I just scanned the fridge and found only brinjal. An eggplant some say, some call it aubergine,
Author: Sheetal Ashpalia
With a teenage son and a full time job, writing is what Sheetal enjoys in her spare time apart from singing and reading. She firmly believes that “Something beautiful is about to happen”.
Finding My Way Out
It was time! Of that, I was sure. I started pushing my way through the narrow tunnel. It sure was a tight squeeze. I had
Nine Months Wait
Oh, here she finally is In an instant, she is mine A joy cocooned in my arms Such a delight! As we both lay in
Left, Right or Straight
He turned back for a last glimpse of his home. It was a cold night. His home would be in mourning tomorrow. He imagined the
The Grand-Saint-Antoine
The Port of Marseilles, May 1720 The Grand-Saint-Antoine slid into sight. Port authorities at the French Port of Marseilles had been informed and they stood
The Love Story
“Give me a good reason, why we shouldn’t be doing this?” she looked at me. Fear mirrored her eyes. My throat felt paralyzed. I couldn’t
Nature’s Bounty
Yellow-orange hues, Transform the dark sky, Like a blushing bride, Dawn rises, so shy, Kissing night goodbye. How the wren warbles, On the window-sill, Luring
The Night’s Song
Nights waltz in, Filled with a song, Of their own, One that is silent, Yet melodious, Gliding through air, Unnoticed by mankind, Who remain asleep.
Her Secret
Jhimki’s mom wailed, “Hai Ram*! What is happening around us?” 17-year-old Jhimki rushed out to the small cubicle in their shanty. Her mother was seated
Beloved Conversations
The door opened with the chime of the bell, As they walked in, my heart swelled, ‘Oh! We missed you’ is all that they said,
The Reminiscence
They say that your life flashes in front of your eyes when you lie on your deathbed. And Shane was experiencing it. The picture was
No More ‘The Queen Bee’
Here I am, being wheeled to the delivery room, Anxious I am, anticipating to see you soon, My baby, no longer in my tummy you
The ‘Purr’fect Holiday
“No, Mumma, no…please!” Ayushi whimpered in her sleep. Rakesh turned over to see her move restlessly. His eyes filled with tears. Lifting his hand, he
Pray, Wish, Desire
How I Pray, For a Winter that warms, The cold in our hearts, And takes away the sorrows, It adds happiness to our lives, Keeping
Not(e)ty Thoughts
“Raghav beta, come. Dinner is ready. We are waiting.” “Ya, ya coming Ma. In a minute.” As the last throes of passion ebbed, Raghav gazed
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