Just as the name suggests… Stories based upon incidents from my life!
One of the first comments after I posted that story was “Who is that guy?”I had to Laugh out Loud for real! If I had found such a guy, I won’t writing stories like this. So what made me write this particular piece? Well, I was home alone one evening. My parents will be coming back…
There was this nagging feeling that just wouldn’t go away no matter what. Whenever I posted a story, I would put up a small passage explaining how I came up with it. But then this blog is to narrate that part in detail right? I almost smacked myself coming to that realization. Not only did…
“Papa! Why is uncle crying?” Five year old Amanda tugged at her father’s leg. Lifting her up, her father smiled and replied “He is crying because he is happy!” looking at the elderly man sending off his newlywed daughter with her husband. “People cry when they are happy?” The naive little girl asked. With a slight…
I’m always searching, for your figure to appear somewhere On the opposite platform, in the windows off the street Even though I know you couldn’t be at such a place If my wish were to come true, I would go to your side right now There would be nothing I couldn’t do I would put…
##### “Shall we start mother?” Helena heard her son ask her. She nodded lightly and got up from her favourite easy chair that was put near the window. At age 94 she was pretty healthy and running. Richard started the engine after locking the door for her. She smiled at his gentlemanly action. ‘No wonder…
Dear Diary, You know very well that I don’t write an entry unless and until something really important or interesting happened and I just share it with you. You are after all my bestie! I honestly thought that today is going to be the worst day of my life. Because I missed my usual bus…
One of the greatest nightmares for a software engineer is not the bugs in his program but the rush in the morning bus he has to board in order to get to work. From day one, I have been boarding this particular mode of public transport since it was the fastest and most efficient way…
I won’t say it’s a story. It’s just a passage I wrote a few years back. This one was one of my first attempts to write something short and brief. I will continue once you read the piece… For anyone who is laughing all the time, you can conclude that they have something sad in…
A friend of mine read this story and the first thing she asked was ‘You saw that chic flick last night, didn’t you?’ Well this story was inspired by a movie but not the one she was talking about. I honestly don’t remember the name of that stupid movie but its the usual chic flick…
I think I will follow my previous pattern of writing the story first and then write about the story. So here we go! “Um Excuse me…” She looked up at the strange male voice that disturbed her leisure time. She was met with an almost puppy dog face sported by a handsome young man. She…
It took her all of her will power to not cry. She was in a park after all with music blasting through her head phones. She was sitting in the far corner of the park where there was one weird looking bench which resembled a square and right now she was leaning on the square’s…
Santhosh was taking his usual evening stroll with his better half. The breeze greeted his slightly greying hair and the hold on his hand got tighter. May be she felt cold or may be she just felt like squeezing his hand that always conveys the same message ‘I love you’. The man in his early…
So am Aratrika…. Its just a pen name I chose this afternoon. Why? One may ask me. I like to function under a different name most of the times. Not that I hate my current persona or my name. In fact I love my actual name because I was named after a fictional character who…