Early Morning Memories

The memories that stay with us and the ones we create…

Category: life

  • The Unwanted Change

    The Unwanted Change

    There was light music playing and the air carried the cold from the air conditioners. There were children looking around at what they could associate with their worlds and there were parents trying hard for a moment to forget their everyday lives and find that moment of relaxation. The shops with their see through glasses…

  • The Passing Familiarity

    The Passing Familiarity

    Akul did not have a friendly face because of the expression of seriousness that he usually carried. Yes, the one that makes you think that a person was in a bad mood. It was not something recent but rather from his school days. One can say immersing himself in all those violent games had not…

  • The Old Roads

    The Old Roads

    The old intercity bus, a bit rattling, blared its horn through the crowded road. The road wasn’t wide enough to allow this kind of traffic to pass through, a stretch of it was even broken. It was the market area. People from multiple small towns around frequented here for their wants and needs. Grisha had…

  • Laying the Truth

    Laying the Truth

    Mr Mahto rushed to the bus stop near his apartment. He was late for office that day and was occasionally reminded about it by the known people passing and some even asking about how he was late. Mr Mahto returned late from attending a marriage reception the previous night. As Mr Mahto was passing alongside…

  • In Search of a feeling

    In Search of a feeling

    What book could you read over and over again? I have been through some books in my life; I have worked with them, around them and still am working. One of the things that I have experienced after going through a lot of reading is that there is a point beyond which I have forgotten…

  • Adding More to life

    Adding More to life

    What animals make the best/worst pets? When you connect more lives to the one you are living, things change, maybe for the best or for the worst, but things certainly don’t remain the same. Even the smallest thing can remain for the longest time, subconsciously occupying that minute space in your mind. A few months…

  • Unwelcomed

    Unwelcomed

    Ritika had wandered far from home in search of a job and she had found it in another city. It had been four years of ups and downs, some crucial learnings from dealing with the challenges of life almost alone. Ritika’s parents would come by once a year and once a year Ritika would visit…

  • The Sunday Morning

    It was a Sunday morning, it was not just a holiday for Sudhir, it was a morning of a day in the week where he got to stay away from the school books. He did compensate by studying more than usual on Saturday evenings and the occasional exams would return to hamper the peace for…

  • The healthy story

    Everyday is a new day and what juggles in today’s world for the gen millennials is a lot about holding on Memories and clinging on life Most of the Generation millennials have lost their grandparents and other family members due to age.. and the most transformative change amidst technology and ai and everything in general…

  • The Name that is Ours

    The Name that is Ours

    If you could have something named after you, what would it be? Nowadays it has become a trend to watch the end credits of some movies in order to get to the post credit scenes. In movie halls where fast forward of a TV remote is not available, and the music is loud enough to…

  • The Wheeled Possession

    The Sunday morning approached 9 and Mr Rao was off to the vegetable market on his bicycle. His legs moved the pedals in a calm manner, it seemed they had never stopped moving the pedals almost their whole lives. People in the neighbourhood knew of Mr Rao’s love for the bicycle, but little did they…

  • Flickering Light

    Mrs Kaul loved her apartment on the ground floor of the building. It got a good amount of sunlight, and the bright paint of the apartment spread it even further.  The sunlight was the privilege of having a park in front. The park was a beautiful view, with grass, trees, the bushes and of course…

  • Graze of Familiarity

    The stairs became quiet after the occasional hurrying footsteps on a Monday morning. One of the footsteps was that of Vishal. Three days a week he had to go to the office, and he left at 11 am. Rest of the working days he worked at home. Vishal rushed to the stilt parking of his…

  • The Hard Right Choice

    The Hard Right Choice

    Mr Tiwari had begun to feel the arrival of this uneasiness in his life. He thought things would continue to be as they are and there would be no problem, after all he had given it a lot of effort throughout the years. He had spent time developing the trust, the closeness and now everything…

  • A Different Tone

    A Different Tone

    The city was new to Ribhav. He had come here after a transfer by his company. The city carried this distinct feeling of the past with many old architectures still being maintained and used. There were many trees around, with sounds of different birds. It felt calm by what could be observed in brief.  In…

  • Accidental Interactions

    Accidental Interactions

    The market was beginning to gain more crowd, as the day was coming to an end and more and more people were returning home from work.   Jai struggled with his grocery bags as he crossed the busy road and then the stream of walking people to get to the parking area. He put his…

  • Fruits of Mystery

    I love stories of the supernatural. They are fascinating, something that is beyond the immediate reality and they give birth to a deep sense of imagination. When you imagine something of that nature, it’s not just the presence you are focussing upon but everything else in the environment right to the air itself. I have…

  • Through the Structure

    Through the Structure

    Samay was having a tiring Friday at work. It was one of those days when it felt like a miracle was needed in form of motivation and on the other hand there was also the worry of having to explain the lack of usual productivity. Samay sometimes wondered if his manager looked through the cabin…

  • The Accidental Criticism

    The Accidental Criticism

    Yes, I am one of those types of people who go to social media for news. It is like a habit, that includes browsing through the sites of newspapers as well. Social media has the edge in the sense of providing videos and audios related to the news if available, but on the other hand…

  • The Rumoured

    The Rumoured

    As the evening slowly faded into the night. Anshu walked out to the veranda holding a cup of coffee. It was the top floor of the house, the view in front was of a park accompanied by some houses on the other side and the mostly clear sky above. Anshu felt it was a good…