Author: Aashiya

Sitting on the chairs arranged in the luxurious verandah, the duo started with their conversation. It didn’t really take them time to get well together. It had been just some fifteen to twenty minutes from the time they had started, and it already felt as if they knew each other since long. They talked of each other’s likes and dislikes, sometimes diverted to the topic of Kunj, but then were back to their usual common talk. Smiling to herself, twinkle suddenly questioned Misha. “You must be having a hard time with that khadus sarna. Oh babaji, how do you even…

Twinkle moved further away from his room only to realise that it was a huge and lavish home to stay in and her time wasn’t going to be really wasted here. Little did she know that the place had quite a lot many things associated with Kunj. Afterall it had been his house. Getting down from the lavish staircase, Twinkle ceased at her place as she heard some noise in the kitchen. She wondered if there had been someone into his house at this point of time. It couldn’t be someone from the staff and servants won’t be around at…

It was 3 A.M. Twinkle still caught in yesterday’s havoc,somehow opened her eyes. Since the room had been dark,she failed to notice it was his room. Stretching her arms,she quietly made her steps towards the balcony. It seemed the balcony was lost somewhere. She tried finding the power switches but failed miserably. “Did any storm made way to my house because of which everything seems lost”. Then,an idea struck his brain. She was Twinkle afterall. Late Realisation seemed to always be happy for her. Patting her back,she switched on the flashlight of her mobile phone. What she saw seemed to…

Her tears didn’t matter to him. Actually,no one’s mattered to him. For him tears were a medium of pretence and delusion. If his tears never mattered to anyone,even to God,how could anyone else’s tears be significant for him. The half smile he faked in the conference room while the presentation was going on,was certainly much different from the one he had sometime ago while he was conversing with Twinkle. Kunj was extremely talented at this very job of presenting a fake self in front of the world. He was always victorious in hiding the pain he carried in his heart.…

“Twinkle Twinkle little star” He smiled listening to these beautiful lines. Somewhere,he felt that his heart was happy after listening their voice. He never wanted anyone else to suffer the way he did,and so,in the headquarters of his very own Sarna Empire,he inbuilt a lavish foyer where children from the orphanage could come to play and learn and live in that beautiful moment. His chain of thoughts were broken by a more of childish but beautiful voice. “Oh babies,you should say ‘Twinkle Twinkle Superstar’ ” He wondered who she was. Afterall teaching them wrong was certainly incorrect. Sliding the door,he…

Somewhere round the globe,a tiny figure was seen wrapped in a blanket. The room had lit up by the sun rays protruding from the pink curtains of the room,which had walls painted in different shades of pink. The birds chirped their sweetest melodies and it was all peaceful around. But it wasn’t meant to last for long. At that moment,the alarm buzz would have been most irritating sounds to her. Seated on the bed with closed eyes,she frowned cursing the alarm clock. Trying her level best,she somehow opened her eyes. The sun shone even brighter happy on the fact that…

Sleep my boy! Tomorrow’s a big day!” She was done with her instructions and left the room with a sigh. She felt pity for him. All she could do was to make him ponder on the fact that they were long gone and he should move on . All she could was that. But, sleep was far from his eyes. He knew his soul seethed with a turmoil and sleep didn’t have that caliber to brighten up his dark life. Emotionless he stood up,and dallied up to huge study table that was placed in one corner of his king sized…

Tenebrosity~ A word that seems to fit my soul in every way possible. I’ve had a dark past,a mysterious present and a broken future. I am an unwanted soul. No body really cared for me. No body really loved me. I’ve been all alone, all on my own. Twenty years have passed but my life is still at its beginning,not ready to start. This mankind might look upon me as a famous young business man,but to myself I am a dead person. Yes I am partially dead. My heart has stopped working. At times I suddenly begin to bridle, while…

It’s a Sunday morning and all I’ve been doing since the time I’ve been awake is to adore him. He isn’t a teddy bear with whom I used to sleep in my childhood. He isn’t furry but he’s my soft toy. He’s a hard muscular man,well built ofcourse. He’s a guy who spends hours in gym and forwards his pictures just to flatter me. He is the guy who still watches those cartoons and laughes, and cries if his favourite character is in mishap. He is none other than my dear husband. He’s my best friend and he’s my guide.…