Showing posts with the label Identity Crisis

What do you need to survive a pandemic- The Ex-Factor

"The goalposts have changed, the ground rules have changed, this is the pandemic time. It’s all nice right now,  I reassure myself as the clock strikes 12 and I pick my Hello Motto. 12 am calls have a lot to give and a lot to take. 12 am calls reach a deeper substratum. 12 am call is nothing less than a declaration of hidden independence."  Double Dhamaka is good for products on sale; does it work for life? Click on the  LINK to read the story on Momspresso. Don't forget to Like, Comment, and Share. Image Courtesy-Pixabay

Add Potatoes To The Curry

'To those who say that money doesn't buy happiness, have not met Mrs. Tuli. At twenty-nine, she knew more about money than someone reverse her age. Racing through the clutter of items on the screen, she hurriedly adds it all to the cart. The Satin Spaghetti Nightgown in rose pink had been a dream which Mr.Tuli never cared for. His lovemaking was unceremonious, devoid of a gentle start and a breathless end. It happened now and then to take care of the hormones rather than the person behind the hormones. The hair on her arms and legs went unnoticed to him but not his body odor to her. She had dreamed of a different life. Sometimes she wished the lightning struck and something different happened.' To read the full story, click on  Add Potatoes To The Curry  This story has garnered a lot of attention, popularity, and great reviews from readers all across the globe.  Happy Reading! Image courtesy-Pixabay

Is it just ME or MARRIAGE?

“Google throws about 794,000,000 results in 0.56 seconds when asked- How to make a marriage work and about 192,000,000 results in 0.55 seconds when asked- Tips for a happy marriage. Clearly, people are more interested in making it work somehow than seeking happiness in it. Wait. What kind of an inane hypothesis is this? Never mind. Let’s move on. To read the full article on Medium click on  Is it just ME or MARRIAGE? Image courtesy-Pixabay

I have a thorn down there

  " That is the long and short of all that I got that day- An old bedsheet, few words, me and memories of cut pieces of her petticoat, Baba’s vests, pajamas hanging in some obscure corner of the terrace, close to the water tank, smelling of rin soap and stale blood. Maa needs to get me sanitary pads, the ones many of my friends use or another king-size bedsheet, maybe." Read the full  Story  here.  Image courtesy-Pixabay

The Part-Time Indian

She stares idly into the distance, an empty ceramic tumbler in front of her. “The beach there is different…in my country.” She says, lost in the reverie of the waves.  Did she say bitch to me? No, No, it’s the beach, the beach of Mexico. I remind myself of the Mexican Spanish accent. People’s vowels and consonants, my own diction, is my Achilles heel even after years of mac and cheese.  Why would she call her life coach a bitch? Calming my heart, I try to concentrate. Usually, I am the focussed type; I can come to the point quickly. As a seasoned counselor,  I can anticipate the story which has got the weary heart to my doorsteps in the first five minutes. To read the full story- Click on - The Part-Time Indian  on Kitaab International.  Image courtesy-Pixabay.