Mohan settled down in his usual place near the traffic signal. He looked up and realised she was still there on the other side of the road. He averted his eyes quickly though not before she had shifted her gaze too. It seemed that neither could face each other – the little girl in a worn down printed dress and the one- armed beggar. The father and the daughter. He willed her to leave but knew she would be there till he was done. It was the same everyday ever…
Ellora The Enigma Ellora welcomed us with huge white windmills flailing their arms wildly. We had started off quite early from Pune and were getting surprisingly enthusiastic as we approached our destination. The long road stretched out straight and smooth ahead of us glistening and clean after the morning showers. The long drive had failed to dampen our spirits as we geared up for the day ahead. Getting lost in the Caves Ellora caves to me is a clear evidence of what man can achieve without artificial intelligence. Built in…
Mala waited anxiously to see if the dress would fit her. She had fallen for it the moment she saw it. It was a pretty lacy ensemble with pink and white floral prints embossed all over it. She knew from the moment she saw the dress that it belonged to Kavyaa. Though her daughter would need to put on some weight to get into the dress perfectly, but Mala would wait. As soon as the doctors removed the tubes and the pipes from her baby, Kavyaa would grow into the…
