One Unread Email
She tells me I have a lovely smile and I beam with joy as I gaze at my phone screen.
Archive for authorThe Paneer Pakoda
Foodie | Allergic to all things healthy | Turned on by all things marketing | Writer | Loves exploring new music | Bedroom singer | Strange affinity to yellow lights | (Non)sense of humour | Comic book whore | Cartoon Network geek | Grammar Nazi | Zero patience for negativity | Could happily live in a stationery store | Prankster | Carefree | Coffee Ice cream | Loves pinup boards | Detests shopping unless it’s for spectacles, earphones, watches and sports shoes | Funky pajamas | Pilot pens | Major wake-up-it’s-morning issues | Stores a memory from each fun outing ever with anyone – wallet’s overflowing with signed bills, tissues and chocolate wrappers | Come on, say hi!
Incredible India
They call India a democracy – where the men in power are ‘representatives’ of the society, where people can speak their minds, where people are ‘free’ – to do what they like, when they like it.
Love Cuts Deep
I miss her sometimes. It's like a sucker punch in one’s stomach.
Fiction: Balcony
“I’m lucky.” She smiled with her eyes half open.
On The Occasion Of Mother’s Day Past… Dearest Ma
It will shatter those dreams and hopes in your eyes, and it will wipe that mesmerizing smile off your face for a long long time to come.
When You Lose More Than Just The One You Love
While discovering us you suddenly seemed to have moved on,
Conflicted was the word you bombarded me with,
As I sat there wondering where I had slipped,
Almost
You’re my very last thought
You’re the battles I’ve fought
Letter To Potential Partner
For starters, I say partner because somehow ‘girlfriend’ really isn’t my thing.
Let’s Say (Part II)
Craving for each other day and night, led not only to checking our phones every two minutes fo obvious reasons, but it also affected our health.
Let’s Say (Part I)
Let’s say my name is Tanya. I’m bisexual. At least that’s what I like to believe. It gives me a little scope to be straight when I want.
Pinnacle
Between the gasps and pants, their tired bodies resting – shivering, the beast struck again.
