The rising Sun in the horizon made me ache.
It was such a beautiful day with no one to share.
I wondered if I would have noticed the colours
Had you never happened.
You brought beauty to my life and also the pain.
Tiny Story: Dear Best Friend
There was a time when I would walk the road
Holding your hand in mine without a care in the world;
Laughing over nothing at all, looking at the shops
But thinking of only your hand in mine;
Believing that you belonged to me completely.
Giving you over to another willingly
Had hurt deeply, but I did it anyway;
Believing that a part of you still belonged to me;
Until you belonged to him completely;
Leaving my hand, my heart, my life behind.
Tiny Stories: The Translator
Baby: Daddy, yayayu?
Mother: She is asking you, “How are you?”
14 years later
Daughter: I have a stomach ache. Can I skip school today?
Mother: Which assignment did you not finish?
Tiny Story: Guilt Trip
Wife: I know the windows of the bus are broken but it is our only choice!
The husband hesitates.
Wife: I don’t think it was in any accident. It was probably vandalised by the mob during last riots.
Husband (hesitating): Do you think the driver will recognise…
Tiny Story: The See-saw
While walking on the road
Me: These car drivers think they own the road. I wish I could teach them a lesson!
While driving a car
Me: These pedestrians just don’t know their place. I wish I could ban them from stepping on the road!
Tiny Story: Returning Home Questionnaire
Brother: Nice wheels! How much did the car cost?
Sister: Great shirt! Gucci?
Father: How’s new job?
Mother: You look thin. Are you alright?
Who am I?
As an Instructional Designer, I am a full time Super Hero! I save the world from the boring, never-ending and ineffective training courses. I create learning material in simple, crisp and effective English and present it in an interesting manner that (I hope!) makes you hope for a Season Two.
I am a wordy person who is paid to ‘reduce the word-load on readers’! The irony reflects in my writing style that embodies “Less is more”. I mostly write about emotions and people.
Being a Start-up at motherhood means you get to hear loads of cribbing around the challenges.
Tiny Story: Insomnia
Mother (on the phone): I stayed up till 3 am waiting for the baby to sleep!
16 years later
Mother (to daughter): I stayed up till 3 am waiting for you to return!
Science
6 million+ years on land: Still finding new species of animals, birds and insects
3300+ years of sea faring: Still finding new marine animals
60 years in the space that houses billions of stars without a visit to any other planet or star: Claiming that there are neither aliens nor God
Tiny Story: Paint and Brush
Mother to daughter: Would you stop painting yourself? I just gave you a bath!
16 years later
Mother to daughter: Would you quickly finish painting your nails? We are late for the party!
Short Stories | Fish-eye Perspective 