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7th July 2005

Rohan was very excited. The long summer holidays were ending and school would be reopening the next day. He never liked these summer holidays and always wondered why these needed to be so long. He just couldn't wait for the school to reopen so that he could meet all his friends again. But this year there was one more reason for his excitement. Rohan never liked the fact that they were made to stand height-wise during the school morning assembly with the shortest student taking up the first spot in the line. And as luck would have it, Rohan had to occupy that much hated position! He despised the fact that even his friends would make fun of him for his short height. But Rohan knew that this year it was going to different. He had miraculously gained height during the two month long summer break and he just couldn't wait to see how far back in the line he would be standing now.

8th July 2005

It was the first day of the school after the summer holidays and Rohan was su…

Love Me Once Again...

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It was still dawn when I stepped out of the cab and walked towards the entry gate of the Delhi airport. The early morning February air was pleasantly cold. I was travelling to Bengaluru to attend a college friend's wedding. It had been four years since we graduated from the same college. This wedding was also going to be a reunion of our batch-mates. But what I didn't know was that the reunion would begin much ahead of time; right in the queue in front of the airline counter. I was sure it was her. Same height! Same long hair! Same complexion! Curiosity had my eyes glued to her. And then about 60-odd seconds later, when she turned, she proved me right. My ex-girlfriend stood two places ahead of me in that queue. We had never met after the college farewell.
There was that familiar beating of my heart which I had felt the first time I saw her. I couldn’t explain the reason then & I couldn’t explain it now. What was it about her that made my heart skip a beat or two? “Please m…

The Gift

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"Mom, can you please stop pestering me with these questions?" Rajesh could hear Mehak say to Nirmala even as he was catching up on his Sunday reading list. It was not uncommon to hear squabbles between mother and daughter and Rajesh more often than not preferred to keep out of it. But today was a bit different. Mehak's tone made him look up and take notice. She seemed a bit agitated and though she did have differences in opinion with Nirmala, it was unlike her to speak rudely.
Rajesh walked up to the bedroom to find Mehak gesticulating and trying to put across her point to Nirmala. As soon as she saw him come in, Mehak fell silent and both the ladies turned to look at Rajesh. "Can you please tell me what's happening here Mehak beta? Why are you so agitated and surprisingly rude to your mom?" Rajesh asked Mehak. She looked at him sheepishly but did not say anything. Seeing her silence, Nirmala spoke out, "You know, she has blown away five thousand rup…

First Love

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"I know for sure that you don't love me anymore." she had started her barrage of complaints again, "How could you do this to me?" she demanded an answer even as she munched on a bowl of her favourite chocolate flavoured corn-flakes dipped in low fat milk.
I was a bit ruffled. Oft late she had been acting pretty strange and I couldn't understand the reason for her mood swings. There was not a single day that I didn't have to spend convincing her of my love for her. I started to speak out when she cut me off and said in a melancholic tone, "Is it only because I have gained a little weight recently that you have stopped loving me and are running after that slim and stylish Shweta or is it because I am unable to take as much care of you now as I did earlier?"
Now, that was the reason! So Shweta was the reason behind her change in behaviour over the last couple of days. I kept down the book I was reading, looked at her smilingly and gave out a he…

Hugs - an Ode to My Mom!

I so want to see you, touch you again Open up the cupboard to take out your favourite saree Bring it close and hug it tight Try to smell you in the cloth that draped you But all I can smell is mothballs! Then I close my eyes and think of you And a smile crosses my face For I know that you are forever there with me In my heart, in my thoughts For that is where you belong...