Early Morning Memories

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

Category: love

  • A Fresh Narrative

    A Fresh Narrative

    Vipul wiped off the sweat from his forehead. His handkerchief had served its purpose well. The Sun was showing no mercy today. The afternoon heat had left the streets less populated. Vipul was returning from an interview and was walking to the nearest metro train station. A gust of hot wind with dust appeared around…

  • Folks and their choices

    Folks and their choices

    How do you unwind after a demanding day? Exhaustion and tiring day requires bliss and that bliss is different for different people… In a world of millions of people every person is different in their wishes, demands and life situations are different… Hence … Hence a demanding day requires something which rightly fits in that…

  • Choice

    Choice

    Describe a decision you made in the past that helped you learn or grow. Imagine you have been locked in a room along with 10 other children of your age and asked that you can only move out with the help of your intellectual abilities. That’s life ! There are decisions in life which sometimes…

  • Voyage

    Voyage

    Describe a positive thing a family member has done for you. An action becomes a habit when it’s done repeatedly and a habit becomes a lifestyle when we cannot seperate from that particular action at any cost. Our family is such..the intriguing feeling to be a part of the family is a blessing and from…

  • Subsist

    Subsist

    What are 5 everyday things that bring you happiness? Even the fragile thoughts can be glued with happiness. Even the joy can be poured with happiness. Happiness is a feeling which is solely purely and beautifully our own. Our own preserved emotions. What makes us happy is subjective..some people are happy for materialistic world and…

  • Disparate

    Disparate

    What’s the most fun way to exercise? It was a Tuesday evening. The roads were busy. Most people were returning home after having spent the majority of the daytime within the four walls of their office. Vehicles stopped to drop people at their destinations, while some others did to take people towards theirs. There was…

  • Unfading

    Unfading

    How have you adapted to the changes brought on by the Covid-19 pandemic? I was a student in the higher class of my school life. Dreams and ambitions I had many and I thought I could do it all. I tried my best. I had started to mature late for boys of my age. I…

  • We Held Hands

    We Held Hands

    Every day is a new day and every day comes with new aspirations and thought.

  • Strength and Story

    Strength and Story

    Who was your most influential teacher? Why? ”When I grow up I will become a teacher. ” Shrot yelled suddenly soon after she returned from the school. Her mom asked while helping her to have the lunch . Before knowing what she said let me introduce you to Shrot. Shrot is a girl who stays…

  • A Message of End

    A Message of End

    Mr Desai stared at the visiting card. He adjusted his specs, his brows strained. This later part of life had not been very good for his vision.. it can be said that it had aged along with the rest of his existence. Read more to know ….

  • Riding Through

    Riding Through

    The bus stopped at a red light. Rajiv glanced at his watch. Approximately half an hour from now, he will get down at his stop and then he will catch another bus which will take him to the bus stop which was at what he calls a “young man’s walking distance from his home”. But…

  • The Family Picture

    The Family Picture

    The clock sounded its chiming music. It was 8 am. Dhruv was ready for office; he was ready before his usual time today. A terrible dream had broken his sleep two and a half hours earlier than when the alarm of his smartphone did. Dhruv made use of this extra time to start his morning…

  • Time of the Years Gone

    Time of the Years Gone

    It had been some time since the morning had made its arrival. It was out there everywhere. It had even managed to creep in through the side edges of the curtained window. Mr Anand was a bit late to welcome it today though. The sleep had not delayed his wake, it was rather his very…

  • A Wish he cannot forget

    A Wish he cannot forget

    I came back home Tired and exhausted. My wife gives me cup of tea Which I eat in a minute’s joy. The dark sky paved a pathway towards our dark and mysterious mode of communication. We were not talking. Nothing much just something very trivial like not receiving the call in time. We were doing…

  • The Coin is Spinning

    The Coin is Spinning

    The coin was still spinning on the table. Although it had lost some of its vigour from when it had been spun, yet it was still not it’s time to stop. But it did later… but sooner than what I had perceived. I looked out the open but netted window. The sunlight had almost disappeared.…

  • Timeout

    Timeout

    Do you need a break? From what? The big clock on the wall was silent. The second hand moved without making any sound. But those who have heard the sound of a second hand moving, on rare occasions they find it difficult to make peace with knowing it had somehow suddenly disappeared not only from…

  • A Summerly Memory

    A Summerly Memory

    What are your favorite sports to watch and play? Follow me. We are high above the ground and we fly forward. The summer sky is clear and bright. If temperature could be felt through words then I would say it is uncomfortably hot. Not that I could feel it under the rush of adrenaline. Where…

  • Confounding Emotions

    Tears escaped her eyes and went on their way down. They left a trail of small droplets in their passing. Some of the droplets became part of the tears later. Eventually, they were wiped off with bare hand at first and later with a partially wet handkerchief. “Why do people fail to understand me? I…

  • Striding with the pace of life

    Striding with the pace of life

    What are your favorite physical activities or exercises? A white wall. It was a wall of an old house. It was a long stretch of wall with a small window near its starting point and a single dark green metal door right in its middle. As one moved along the wall, one would notice at…

  • Forget by Anuran Chatterji

    Forget by Anuran Chatterji

    Introduction by Sayoni Mahapatra Chatterji We Often forget things and the logical reason of forgetting is still debatable but it’s our natural proces here a beautiful short write up which is a complete reflection of our own journey towards remembrance and forgetfulness. What did I forget.. How could I have forgotten it.. Was it something…