Grey clouds along with thunder and lightning left a deserted look. The rain gods it seemed were having a field day. Flights were cancelled. Trains

Ragini for a couple of months was feeling the heat. The burden of being stuck in another incurable illness wiped optimistic shades that defined her all along.

The pressure cooker kept whistling but Bimal just couldn’t hear it. Mr. Diwedi shouted from the drawing room to shut it but Bimal was lost

Water was dripping from the tap like always in the dead of night. The faucet needed repair. Shraddha had all the time in the world

Dhaniram as usual was having a very hectic day. Serving tea and snacks to the people in the conference room had its jitters. Team meetings

Monday meant the start of a new week. It was awaited with bated breath by Shashank. Behind the car was his favorite passion though he

Summer of ’95 had finally arrived. This meant free time, no school, late mornings, quality time with things held dear, food, outings, daydreaming and pure fun. For

Winter meant tucking herself good in the quilt and lying for hours before sleep took Suhasini to her dreamland. Life had been good to her.

Princep Ghat in Kolkata, a metropolitan city of Eastern India, was a haven for peace lovers. Boat rides, strolls along with the bank and food

Charan in his twenty-seventh year was a survivor. Circumstances could have ruined his zeal to live but he fought back and took up driving to