“What’s up, Mom?” I ask, sensing something horribly wrong in her voice over the phone like she might’ve just had a breakdown.
“Meera..your.. your.. dad..” she stammers and begins to cry.
“Mom, stop crying! What happened?” She doesn’t stop. Chills run down my spine.
“Your dad is admitted here in City Center Hospital. Come here as quickly as possible,” she speaks up after crying for about a minute.
“Mom, why? What happened? Is everything-”, she disconnects. Read more
To live gratified with small means
To pursue magnificence rather than extravagance
To be comfortable in my own skin, and not let insecurities stand in the way of my happiness
To be complacent with silence
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“If we get caught, it’s your fault,” I warn him, in a tone that hopefully changes his mind.
“Do you trust me?”
I roll my eyes. Nope. He is too set in his ways to change his mind. Read more
In the café, I pull out a napkin from the holder and momentarily glance out of the window. It’s evening now, and the weather is perfect. The lazy wind makes the leaves on the trees shiver slightly. A perfumery of scents outside chills me up. I close my eyes and breathe in the divine air, and turn my gaze to the napkin. I unfold the napkin and with a pencil, I begin to sketch my dreams on it… Read more