The thoughts that sparkle my mind!!

“Okay yaa....enough already....stop chanting her name ” I almost yelled at him over the phone. His strange affinity towards this girl will definitely ruin his married life I thought. I got alarmed as a friend because I have never seen him falling for any girl like this before.     We are childhood friends and gender couldn’t overpower our friendship. I call him up with my share of trauma in life and twisty secrets and vice versa. It’s nothing but mid-life crisis probably, I consoled myself. This disease, the so called mid-life crisis, is spreading like wildfire. Zed calls me up almost every day these days. He thinks he has fallen in love yet again. He got infected in spite of being married but of course with his off and on disturbed marriage. As far as I know him over the years, he has grown up to be a man of respect, honesty and dignity. He has been the kind of guy whom you can trust to drop you home safe at night. My scornful language doesn’t always work on him and he conti

    As a child my mind always used to ask questions which my lips would seal them inside for the fear of making myself look stupid in front of others. Although I tried to be a very obedient child of my parents, somehow I would always land up becoming the culprit of one or the other mischief in our house.I would always try to explain my innocence but my lips would never cooperate. But my father has taught me many lessons while rectifying my mistakes which I have realized are helping me to look at life from a completely different perspective.         A mother gives birth to a child by nurturing the little life inside her womb for nine months. She is considered as the person closest to her child and the child's absolute identity. Although I vehemently, speak and write about women and her powerful self,my perspective in this case seems to deviate far away from me being a feminist. As my fingers are typing and my mind working at the thought process of whatever comes out  

     Anita couldn’t believe that she had just not only talked to her favourite author, Aarav Sinha but also won the contest and meeting him in person the very next day seemed so good. The lethargy which usually engulfs her due to her sickness simply transformed into a cool breeze of pleasant enthusiasm. She gained strength to lift herself up and drag her self to the mirror. She inspected her looks and felt disappointed to see her entangled hair, shrunken eyes and cracked lips. She made up her mind to improve her looks. She applied a bit of balm on her lips, gave her hair a gentle oil massage and decided to sleep nicely to mend her shrunken eyes for the following evening. She never felt so self obsessed before. She gave her maid special instructions for the next morning before she went to bed. She woke up early in the following morning and went to her balcony to watch the world waking up so happily. The sun scattered a saffron hue on her body as soon as she reached for her chair ve

They both went to the nearby coffee shop ( CCD ) and Rohan held the door open for Aimee and again hurried to pull her the chair and every gesture revealed his happiness he felt with her acquaintance. They both sat facing each other and after a brief silence Aimee cleared her throat to speak. She was thinking all the while about the conversation she was going to carry out with Rohan. She wanted to make it clear that accepting the offer of a cup of coffee didn't mean that she has fallen for him. But assessing the situation , both past and present, she decided not to break his heart once again in the same day.Rohan smiled at her when she uttered his name. It sounded so sweet and different. He looked at her as if he would never see her again in life which made Aimee a bit uncomfortable. When he realized that, he stood up and went to the counter to fetch the menu card. Offering the menu card, Rohan asked her jovially keeping his left hand folded at his back, " Madame, what can I of

The sound of the rain falling on the metallic rooftop of the library made Rohan depressed after he decided to stand in the verandah rather than to sit in the chair near Aimee after her unexpected rude behavior. He was wondering why did she behaved so arrogantly ...."The arrogance of the one that you love so intensely stabs your heart so deep that it bleeds profusely and it pains real bad. " He leaned on the wall and closed his eyes before his  moistened eyes  embarrass him before the others present.   Rohan is a very sensitive kind of a person , compassionate with a charming personality ...well built physique and a cute face. He has been popular amongst his friend circle because of his compassion towards the deprived people. Once he came across a young boy who was wearing a dirty torn shirt and a pair of shorts. The boy was begging for food from the restaurant's owner where Rohan and his friends were having lunch. Rohan noticed that the owner refused to give the boy any

Aimee felt both embarrassed and angry at the same time when she saw Rohan coming inside the library. He seemed quite surprised when he saw Aimee from a distance. With a smile he approached closer to Aimee while he rubbed his wet hair with his right hand at the same time. He was wearing a maroon and white stripped T-shirt and a blue pair of jeans. He looked very cute when he smiled and he was another two steps far away from the chair nearest to Aimee. She acted as if she has overlooked him and continued to bury herself inside the book. He started," Hello ! Aimee, what a pleasant surprise ! Do you remember me? Can I sit here for a while?" He stood still waiting for an answer. Aimee looked up at him and said, " Have I met you before? Your face seems familiar. You can sit here but you can't talk. This is the library  ...you know ! People come here to read not to talk. " And after that she again started to read her book silently. Rohan felt a bit uneasy and instead o