That First Day

She was nervous and on the verge of crying. Remembering the tears dwelling from those eyes were the only thing she kept thinking about that day. Getting the house chores done was rather difficult. She called her husband. She needed someone to console her and to affirm that everything will be okay.

It was time – 1:30 PM. Unable to keep the anxiety away, she took the car keys and drove off. It was taking longer to reach the destination as she kept glancing at every minute vanishing by in the digital clock on the dashboard.

Parking became difficult than ever, but she managed nonetheless. As she hurriedly walked in and apprehensively asked for Ashley from the receptionist, she was requested to wait for another 5 minutes.

5 minutes! Seemed like eternity!

Finally, she sees a glimpse of small hands clutched around a lady. That confused tiny face and then the stars twinkling in the eyes as the little girl sees her mommy. She runs leaving the lady behind and hugs her mother tightly. Looking down, she sees her tiny lover smile.

Mommy sighs! The first day in school wasn’t that bad after all…

Watching from above

The sun stares hard at the physical work and the displayed kind, cruel, meager acts of two faced human race below. Inhaling the atrocities of people, sighing at the different roles everyone plays. 

Then the sun complains about it being the toughest job in this universe.

But the moon…the moon quietly goes through the misery, listening to the dirtiest of secrets and feeling the pain of heartbreak and unsaid loneliness of all..& then..

And then it melts away, silently drinking away the darkness from every awakened soul.

Monsters in the name of Society

Then they convinced her to leave her job and get married, for another gem like man was hard to find,

Then they asked her for children, for with age comes difficulty to conceive,

She did. Twice.

And then what they asked next, finally wrecked her life into pieces, for what they wanted was a baby boy..

Such an uneven life, meeting monsters in the name of “society”.

& you know what’s the sad part? A lot of Indian women can relate to this. 

Broken Hearts In The Club

She danced harder and wilder as 2016 came closer towards the end. The breakup had caused chaos louder than the music in the club. She was devastated and needed all his memories detoxed out of her system.

10 seconds to go… 

The countdown submerged her loud crying. She drank 3 shots of vodka and was now open to any drinks that would come her way.

As she stumbled her way towards the bar again, she bumped into another soul. She looked into his puffy red eyes and instantly related to that pain. He looked at her beautiful face with swollen cheeks and knew he has finally found a heart that perfectly fixed into the interior of his own broken heart’s jigsaw.

1 second to go...

Without another word they smiled at each other, as if not only welcoming another year, but another beautiful chapter into their lives.

Pledging A New Blogging Resolution 2017

Happy New Year to my amazing amazing 56 107 followers. Thank you for bearing with my infrequent posts and for all the feedback that has left me wanting to write more.

My new year resolution would definitely be to start writing more short stories that you guys will love. Plus, I promise to keep my posts published timely. I’m quite hopeful that my wee-mini stories will get better once I begin to scribble more often. What blogging resolutions have you guys vouched for?

Thank you once again and have a wonderful year ahead!

Happy reading, happy 2017!