Preeti felt sore all over. Sitting in the same position for long hours did that to her. She rubbed the back of her neck, as she waited for the flying envelope to reach the end of the screen. After what seemed like an endless wait, during which only the sounds of her...
For my new feature Spotlight, I've invited my favourite humor writer and friend Anand over to write the first one for Wandering Soul. Anand is an amazing humorist/caricaturist who blogs at Anand's Parodies & Caricatures. To those who don't know him already, you...
This is Part IV. Read the previous parts: Part I - Lost, Part II - Memories, Part III - Greetings. Anaisha stared at him, speechless. She was stunned and confused; surprised and shocked, thrilled to see him, yet apprehensive about meeting him after so long....
For our New Year celebration, my parents were participating in a Golf Tournament which was followed by a New Year party. The venue was a small but challenging Golf Course, which my parents were looking forward to playing at. We would also get to meet other golfers and...
This is Part III of a continued series. Read Part I -Lost and Part II - Memories. However, feel free to read it on its own too. 🙂 Anaisha pulled the door open, and warmly welcomed her guests in. Each of them was carrying a huge packet, which they handed over to her...
This is Part II of a previously ongoing story. Read Part I here - Lost. Tring … Tring! She ignored the ringing telephone, as she concentrated on the task at hand. Her brow furrowed, as she chewed her lower lip, the pen in her hand poised in the air, following each...
Ravi stood there at the back of the group, waiting for the door to be opened from within. Dressed in a dapper black suit, he looked every bit as suave and handsome, as he was described to be. Tall, lean and muscular in physique; accomplished and successful at work he...
He told her he didn't love her anymore. She was silent. He told her he had found someone else. She sat there stunned. He told her he had moved on. She had tears in her eyes. He told her she'd have to move out. She was finally free. He sneered. She smiled. Her eyes...
She was standing in the middle of the spartan room, its walls a starkly white. Just moments ago, there had been a flurry of frantic activity around her. People rushing in and out, doctors shouting instructions, monitors beeping madly; her eyes took in every minute...
“No rain today either”, remarked Jack, his brow furrowed as he looked out the window at the blazing sun and the clear blue sky. “It has to rain soon. Else…”, said Alicia, anxiously. “Yes, just has to…”, thought Jack, “Everything depends on it”. He thought of...
She had reached the end of her patience. Irritated. Frustrated. Defeated. That’s what she felt. The future looked bleak. She had given up completely. Obviously, there was no other way to end this. Without looking back, she looked down from where she was and leapt off....
This post is inspired by V . She is a single parent, juggling many roles and succeeding at each one. Read the original post here . The following is an extension of the previous story but can also be read in isolation. Both are fictional narrations in first person...