My Ethereal Yarn..

John was happily married with his childhood friend Maria and had two beautiful children. He felt fulfilled and complete till he shifted to US recently for a work assignment with them. He was deployed in a complex software project by his company and his manager wanted him to  shift to their US headquarter.There he met Sophia, a perfect lady. Soon, John realised he was missing a major happiness in his life. Its only few months since he is working with Sophia and he get mesmerised by every action of her. How beautifully Sophia handle all the complex situations of their work, the way she delivers her thoughts to her people, the way she talks in perfectly grammatical English, her gestures, her facial expressions. He felt how can a woman be so perfect. John started spending more and more time in office with Sophia and no wonder that it didn't took much time for him to fall in love with Sophia and convey the same to her. Sophia questioned his loyalty and challenged him to prove his true ...

It was thundering outside. Meera felt the quench to tell her feelings to childhood friend Raghav today. She out-poured her emotions in her miniature manuscript  and made a paper-plane to land in Raghav's desk in the library. Raghav was enjoying rain outside the library window. He didn't notice the content in the paper and re-folded it to a boat out of childish excitement to float it in the rain. There came Meera to see her emotions bleeding in blue in the rain water. Raghav said to Meera :"Remember Meera, We floated our first boat together while in class 1". Meera smiled.

Like any other day, I boarded the public bus to office from its station. While I was waiting for the bus to move,  a boy and a girl  in their early adolescence came and seated in the opposite seats, facing towards me. The College ID card hung around the girl's neck confirmed that they were from one of the well-known management colleges of the city. Their age group and the chit-chats were winning my attraction at that time. I could hear them clearly. The girl was Riya (I could just read the first name in the ID card only) while the boy was Onir as per their talk. The discussion was growing interesting and therefore, I didn't noticed when the bus started its journey. They were immensely engrossed in their talks that they didn't even notice that I was probably one of the audience of their discussion. Well, the interesting discussion was that Riya was confused about the religion of the boy and she was trying to find it out somehow by talking to Onir. Their conversation...

I missed my sweater at home. You saw me shivering and gave me your jacket saying u are feeling extremely hot and my shawl is just enough for u. I know you lied to me very easily and I kept it selfishly not because I was cold but liked to have something of u on me, to get the feeling that u are surrounding me. This is not the first time we shared our dresses in last 10 years ; While coming back to home in the cab, the fragrance of the forest essential oil in the jacket took me to the old days we spent together .. working, chatting, gossiping together, spending many nights at office during night shifts; crying laughing sharing during all ups and downs , but that was 10 years back. The jacket was a perfect fit for me even today. My face filled up with infantine smile when i thought our sizes still match after 10 years. we hv not only outgrown of our girlishness but we outgrew our sizes then too :-) Time has changed our lives a lot in these years. We have tied ourselves in the threads of...

Mom taught her of it as her only home.. When the boys of the neighbor-hood went to rescue her back trying often and again for last few days.. They found her entwined completely in "His" world! They tried pulling her safely in their world to give her freedom to fly again.. But, the final haul dragged her down ripping her into many pieces not to be mend again.. She kept her promise to her mom ..  This was her ultimate home .. Eventually, the kite fell in love with the Banayan tree..