Firstly, I'd like to thank the author Alisha Kirpalani for kindly offering me a copy of the book in exchange for an honest review. Out With Lanterns is the story of a middle aged woman and aspiring writer, Karin Mehra, and her friendship with a famous author, Aksh Soni. The story begins when their paths … Continue reading #BookReview: Out With Lanterns By Alisha Kirpalani
Dear Readers, I don't think I tell you enough how grateful I am to have you as my readers. It means more than I can ever express. And so, I wanted to share some really good news with you. Three of my pieces recently got selected in an anthology. 🙂 I'm really stoked at this … Continue reading Happy News~ Got Published In A Prestigious Anthology!
(PHOTO PROMPT © Nathan Sowers) ‘Papa, there’s a mirror lying nearby. Can I take it?’ Papa huffed and puffed while moving his writing table inside the cabin. He wiped the sweat from his eyes and stepped outside. I tried pulling his shirt’s sleeve, but my fist could only catch air. Dragging the chair in, he shut … Continue reading I’ll Watch Over You, Papa
(Photo Credit: Anurag Bakhshi) 'Why is everyone laughing at our scarecrow, mama?' Seven-year-old Rick's eyes filled with tears. 'Why do all scarecrows HAVE to wear men's clothes? Just like all the boys HAVE to wear shirts and pants...' Kyra bent down to the level of her son. 'Baby, people laugh at what they don't understand. … Continue reading It’s A Matter Of Choice
Photo Prompt: C.E. Ayr The house looked like a broken tooth that marred the beauty on the pretty face of our dolled-up neighbourhood. The grand villas, the posh apartment complexes, the manicured lawns, the swanky super markets, everything spoke of wealth and progress. That dilapidated house, with its broken doors, mossy walls, and a solitary … Continue reading Decay
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Ammi prohibited me from touching the crystal bowl kept on the Sharma family’s table. But Mrs. Sharma insisted that my small fingers would be more effective in cleaning it. Her twins were watching Tom & Jerry on TV. Abbu might be back home by now, carrying that disgusting stench of … Continue reading The Broken Crystal Bowl
PHOTO PROMPT: Anonymous Those snotty faced urchins were back by my window. ‘Mango pickle.’ The girl squeaked from behind her brother, the crumpled paper bag peeking from her closed fist. I quickly checked the closed door before retrieving my pair of boots from under the bed. I kept them on the windowsill. Their faces lit … Continue reading Mango Pickle