Tanvi was pleasantly surprised when the thud-thud of metallic beauty Thunderbird came to a halt. It was a ‘kothi’ as they say in Chandigarh – A palatial house with a huge black gate and a sentry sitting outside protecting the…
Tanvi got up to go but felt light-headed. The vertigo made her lose balance and she was about to embarrassingly fall down, had it not been for a young guy who caught her by the waist and helped Tanvi get…
Tanvi was petrified. She couldn’t be there for another minute. Tanvi hurriedly dumped her clothes in the trolley suitcase, grabbed her toiletries from the bathroom, snatched away the phone charger from the plug, and got into her car. She wanted…
Next morning, Tanvi got up with a severe headache. It must be the wind from the window that remained open throughout the night. She desperately wanted to have a cup of strong coffee. The luxuries of on-call room service are…
This chirpy, young girl in her late 20s, Moumita works in an MNC company as graphic designer. She had come from Delhi to spend the long weekend with her boyfriend in Kasauli and next morning they plan to go to…
It was almost evening and dim lights of the street had started to blink when Tanvi was jolted out of her dreamy thoughts. She had to find a place to stay put. In India, getting a safe place, and that too…
Tanvi held the steering wheel tightly and looked at the Ganesha idol placed on the dashboard. Mummyji had gifted her Ganesha when she brought the car home. She also broke a coconut in front of the car and did some…
Tanvi was prepared to make an impactful exit. She looked at her parents for one last time. She was searching for acceptance. Till today, 35 years of her age, though Tanvi had debated and fought with parents but she had…
The next morning when this bold idea had finally seeped into the soul and her resolve had strengthened, Tanvi got up to pack her bag for this journey to unknown. Tanvi was ready to fine tune her life’s navigation. She…
Mummyji dusted away the cupboard stretching her right hand to the top and making a semi-circular sweep across and bending down to reach the bottom panel resembling a yoga posture while nonchalantly jabbering away, “Arrey, kya hua? Why are you…