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Sunday, 28 April 2013

Amit (over the phone) : Hey Alka listen! I have to go Bangkok tomorrow for a conference. Important people and delegates are going to be there and boss have asked only me to go. Alka: Okay. That's great! So for how many days will I have to miss those snores of yours? Amit: Baby, I don't snore! (in the sweetest of the tone) For a week honey. (in the saddest of the tone) Alka: Ok. Fine sweetheart, I will manage without it. (in an affirmative...

Wednesday, 24 April 2013

This post has been first published on Parentous     The other day I was updating a parent about her child’s progress when one of my favourites comes and tells me, “Teacher, you don’t look good in dress (Punjabi suits). You look good in Jeans.” Yes, this is a 3-year-old guiding me on clothes that suit me good! Now how do you react to this? You simply smile and acknowledge.   A few days back, another kiddo comes and asks, “Teacher,...

Friday, 19 April 2013

  Trees on a marathon air Kissing my intertwined tresses Smile on my face   Memories drop by Sparkling eyes, red cheeks, warm inside His presence felt   Blush I little, pearls Kissing, cheeks staring his name A perfect telepathy ...

Monday, 15 April 2013

  During your entire journey as a human and most importantly as a woman, you may come across many life changing incidents, sometimes happy and sometimes sad. And then there are those incidents which you always remember not for the incident but the way in which a soldier stood up and fought for you. One such incident also happened with me.     I did my schooling and graduation from a small village, few kilometres...

Wednesday, 10 April 2013

Written by: Adi Published by: Apeejay Stya Publishing ISBN: 978-81-908636-2-9 Genre: Fiction, Thriller No. of Pages: 335 Price: 195 INR   Synopsis: Anu is a leather wearing, no-nonsense professional guardian with a reputation for killing the most dangerous vampires in New York City. But when her enemies murder the one person she truly cared about, all she wants a vengence. The only clue points to New Delhi, so Anu puts in for a...
That shining almond Releasing pure drops rolling Caressing the cheeks Of the sad heart Hand waving a good bye Heart desperately asking To wait, stay by my side Igniting a war  A knowing mind and an expecting heart   Eyes meet for one last time Drops rush to meet the lips Heart unable to control Let’s loose profusely   Leaping from the window To find his last sight Heart...

Sunday, 7 April 2013

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 38; the thirty-eighth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. The theme for the month is "The Woman on Platform Number 10" The bell rang and immediately I started using my slate and stylus. Both my hands perfectly co-ordinating each other. One hand understands...

Wednesday, 3 April 2013

That looks of his, eager to have me, feel me. That touches of his caressing my navel. That moment when he unties my hair. That moment when fragrance of his body mixes with my sweat. Moments, are the only reason for existence, as I lay on the death bed with a smile on my face. ...
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