This is Part VI of an ongoing series. To read the previous parts, click here.
Anaisha heard the shouting from the kitchen and walked back. With downcast eyes, she said quietly, “I’m right here.” “There’s a lot you don’t know. Your mother... and then you had said that….” She started to explain. “Don’t bring Ma into this. She didn’t ask you to desert me like this.” Anaisha looked at him with sad eyes. Ravi was shocked. She didn’t just put the onus on his mother for her own actions. “I am not bringing her into this… I am not blaming her… neither am I trying to come between you and her. That’s why I’ve never told you before. Because you will not believe me!” Anaisha retorted angrily. Ravi stared at her, completely at a loss. “Vartika," she said pointedly.

09:30 a.m. Alicia had just stepped out of her house into the unusually quiet street and wondered why there were no taxis to be seen. alicia As she looked around helplessly, a helpful passer-by informed her about the taxi strike. She glared at the creature who had dared to apprise her of reality as if he was personally responsible for her problems.

    Niranjan Shetty closed the file and put it aside. Leaning forward he said, “Preeti, it’s best for you to leave this to the experts. This is no time to think about all this. Let the management handle it. You focus on your tasks.” “Sir, if I am given this project I’ll be eligible for the promotion. I’ve been working in this department for 3 years. I know I will be able to pull this off. I am well qualified for this promotion and the pre-requisite is being able to carry out a new project,” urged Preeti. “No!” Niranjan bellowed. He leaned back, exposing his oversized belly and crossed his flabby arms across his chest.

Arjun looked around at the lush greenery, soaking in the early morning sun rays. It was good to be back home, he thought, as he jogged down the cemented path, which was flanked by shrubs and flower bushes.jogging path He had had to modify the exercise regime here. The neighborhood gym wasn’t anything like the one at his place in Melbourne and he hadn’t wanted to use the run down, badly maintained machines.

This is Part V. To read previous parts in the series, click here.
Anaisha stared at him, confused. She had just asked her guests whether they preferred tea, coffee, juice or soft drinks. And, he had answered Whiskey?! Whiskey! Had he really asked for Whiskey? But he never consumed liquor! Or did he? Anaisha wondered what else had changed in these past 5 years.

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 breathing and the whirr of the computer could be heard, the words “Mail sent” flashed on the screen. Finally! She quickly typed out a message on her phone and pressed Send. Almost instantaneously her phone buzzed, indicating a reply. “yes, mommy...all homework by myself… now can I have pizza today please.I am hungry come soon”

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 sure are missing something. Head there now and also do subscribe to his amazing humor magazine here. (Psssttt.... It's free!) So, when I handed over the reins to him, little did I know what he would come up with. Apparently, he has managed to do the unthinkable! Without giving away much, here's presenting Anand.

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. Was he their new friend? Had Jayesh known about the two of them? Was that why he had been invited? She vaguely heard the others chatting and talking but couldn't tear her eyes away from him. She just stood there, rooted to the spot, her mouth agape. A myriad of thoughts and questions rushed through her mind. Was he the out-of-town, amazing architect that Green World had signed on? But hadn't that happened almost a year ago? How come they were crossing paths only now? Was that because she'd never actually met the rest professionally and this was the first time the entire group was meeting at one place? Was he Dipin's friend? She'd known Dipin for long. Knowing her Delhi roots, surely, he would have mentioned earlier about having met a Delhi-based architect. Maybe he was Jayesh's friend! That would explain why they hadn't met earlier. Come to think of it, she had been signed on by Green World Realty, just last month only. She couldn't possibly have known the entire team working on the project. Was he the one behind her getting that deal? Had he always known about her? Had she not hosted this dinner, would they have actually met? Anaisha was stunned and apprehensive at the same time. He was going to have some questions of his own too, she thought. Was she ready to answer them? Was this going to be the best night of her life? Or the worst?