Category: life

  • The Basketball 🏀 story

    If you started a sports team, what would the colors and mascot be? Every game has a story and if I have to write mine here it goes. Basketball is a game which I used to play during my school days quite actively and hence having a great memory on the same is so nostalgic…

  • Politics means knowledge

    How have your political views changed over time? If we look behind and see the 2025 we definitely understand a lot of the political landscape has changed and most importantly our notion of politics We have been attending a lot of book launches and when it comes to finance and Country’s economic growth book it…

  • Book Launch we went to part 2

    In our first book launch series I discussed how the idea about launch attending stuck into my mind and we went and here in this I would like to narrate how it was in the second book launch we went to. This honest series will help many to take the lovely initiative of going to…

  • A Sound from Thoughts

    It was raining heavily with water clogging the street and the hard-hitting drops keeping people restricted to wherever they were, maybe home or office or an educational institution or simply waiting under a shaded place. But Vasant was prepared for it, he knew these heavy rains very well and he knew how much his city…

  • A Life Forged

    Who are the biggest influences in your life? I do not prefer the heater in the car unless the cold is extremely unbearable. What I do prefer while driving with a friend is making a stop for a cup of tea or coffee. I think winters are a great season for having good discussions since…

  • Unbecoming

    It had been a long time since Tanvi’s family had walked into city life. Her paternal grandfather left the village right after his marriage and slowly most of the family followed, scattered across the country in search of a different kind of life. But the elder brother of Tanvi’s grandfather decided to remain in the…

  • A Glance at the Sky

    The day had been deprived of the complete intensity of sunlight by a layer of smog that didn’t seem to be moving anywhere. Prabhat often glanced at the sky when he stopped at the traffic light. It provided him a form of calm, but with the present condition the calmness had been affected. At the…

  • An official Stay

    Some monkeys ran around playfully on the roof of a house. Mr Markam watched closely from the closed panoramic window. What made the view unique was the old architecture of the houses around that had been maintained along with trees which remained untouched throughout the years.   Mr Markam looked at his watch and it…

  • The Delicate Palette

    Girish started the morning early, he had to get to work and get done with some pending tasks. He walked along the society road still finishing up with the last of what was once a sandwich in a complete triangle. Just then his focus was broken by the sound of something crashing towards his right.…

  • Left Out

    At 3 in the morning, a pair of footsteps ran through the Singhal household. It opened the door to the backyard and rushed towards the mini swimming pool. Mr and Mrs Singhal woke up to the sound of water splashing and rushed out to see their son Ajit standing in water, still in his night…

  • What Remains

    Anjay waited for the bus at the stand. He was returning from the marriage of a colleague. He along with some of his coworkers had headed there after work. The bus arrived and there were more than usual people to tackle. Anjay had already let a bus go to avoid the peak of the crowd,…

  • Bits and Parts of Life

    When I travel in a bus, or a metro train I often observe the people travelling besides and a lot of the houses and other buildings passing by outside.   I sometimes ask my imagination, what would it be like to ‘be him/her’ or to ‘be there in that house or office or a shop’.…

  • Foggy Morning Walks

    Foggy Morning Walks

    Urvi took her morning walks seriously; they had some brief bursts of running in between as well. Summers were tiring but winters were cold, which required the most conviction, no one can actually say when you sit to think about it. But winters and summers have their extremities, there are those summer days where the…

  • Another’s Journey

    Another’s Journey

    Bhumi loved reading books and her school library had an excellent collection of books and Bhumi had a group of friends who loved reading books as well. Bhumi sometimes wondered if she would finish reading all the books before passing from school. She had already started looking for book clubs which she would visit once…

  • Willful Coincidence

    Willful Coincidence

    Medha picked her office bag, checked whether it had her wallet, then she checked her phone in her pocket and stepped into the small compound towards the entrance and her eyes caught something. ‘It happened again,’ she thought standing for a second and then she walked closer ‘What is it this time’ she thought and…

  • Gurgaon story : Book Launch part 1

    We have been reviewing for more than a year now and it’s a great experience honestly. Reading books putting efforts in understanding the meanings decoding and finally writing a concrete review on three various platforms . Many of you might know that we make reels review which means review is in form of a reel…

  • The Deflation

    It was late evening, as Ajay stood beside a dark blue sedan, waiting. People came and passed by, Ajay scrolled his phone, still waiting. Then the wait was over, he kept the phone inside the pocket and detached the tyre inflator from the tyre of the car, only instead of inflating it was being used…

  • The Wrong kind of Connection

    Whether we admit it or not, somewhere within ourselves, the heart tries to find that meaningful connection with the right kind of answers. Friends are one such kind of connection and most people have them, near or far. But for a certain period around the school, college time, the closeness to friends is more than…

  • The Wrong Shade of a Thing

    The evening Sun had started to visibly lose its brightness and people as they looked up at the sky, saw what was to come ahead, a restful end to the day or a very busy one. Mr Chabra was busy too, quietly pasting fliers of his business around. He looked around for any approaching police…

  • The special Kind of Eating

    Do you or your family make any special dishes for the holidays? At any given moment, when the mind and heart is open to it knowingly or unknowingly, good food and music can change everything. The feeling of existing in that moment is positively lifted into a zone where one finds that feeling of comfort…