Offering #TellTaleThursday

Sun was setting and darkness was descending, faster inside the mango orchard, on this winter evening. Two men, one a guru in a red robe, and the other his disciple, were drinking country liquor sitting around a woodfire. “Such an auspicious no moon night rarely comes by with all heavenly bodies in a state of... Continue Reading →

Book Review : Flowered Bytes #BlogchatterEBook

Overview: As part of Blogchatter book review program (#blogchatterEbook), I was entrusted with the task of reviewing the book “Flowered Bytes : The real experiences from my inner heart” by Anand Naryanaswamy. The book contains sixteen stories cum essays from the personal experiences in the life of the author. Essays deal with importance of physical exercise,... Continue Reading →

Ideological Battle #FridayFictioneer

“Sir you have to stop this party,” said the police man looking at the decorations. A real estate tycoon had organised a poolside party after winning a court battle against building a multistorey paid sports complex. “On what ground officer?” asked the host, “we have won the case fair and square!” “A stay order has... Continue Reading →

Woods #SundayPhotoFiction

The neighborhood got its name from the park. Locals used to call it the park facing colony. Park had tall trees. In the spring season, arrival of flowers would set the trees on fire. The trail below will also be covered with the carpet of red color. When he was a kid he would go... Continue Reading →

Desert Plant, an E-Book #BlogchatterEbook

This year I participated for the first time in A2Z blogging challenge in the month of April. Amid hectic activity of submitting one post daily and reading posts of others, came the proposal of converting these posts into an e-book. Desert Plant is the outcome of this effort. As the name suggests, plants that grow... Continue Reading →

Birthday #CarrotRanch

“So the big day is here!” asked a friend, “ isa gala celebration on the cards?” “Celebrate ageing!” Shefali wondered, “earlier a birthdays ushered in anticipation of impending adulthood and glimpses of independence; now birthdays have become just another number.” Crossing thirty, Shefali wished she was a teenager again when life was more colorful and... Continue Reading →

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