Priyadarshini

  THE ESSENCE It must be the N’th time her eyes involuntary look towards the door, expecting that familiar face among the guests that are coming into. She shook her head focusing on the work in hand, it must be too soon for expecting him to be here. But still as if on their own, she will again peek a little towards the door on opening.   “Tapu, did you talk with Arjuna? When is he coming?” Tapashya could hear her mother’s voice from kitchen. The last talk she had with Arjuna was in the morning, and that too only for two minutes. “He will be here soon Maa,” She is getting a little irritated now, How come someone be this irresponsible. Everyone here is asking about him but she herself doesn’t have any idea about his plans. Arjuna and she are married for two years now, they had a love cum arrange marriage. He is that kind of perfect life partner or son-in law any parents would want to, So it was not that much of a herculean task for her to convince her parents. If o...

  Not all love start from Eyes. “Today is the worst day of all” Pragati exclaimed as she entered into the conference hall. Putting all her belongings on her place, as she threw a look around her she noticed that more or less she has caught everyone’s attention, of course it won’t be something wow about her. She is late, half wet too, thanks to the sudden rain, on the top of it, she had got no time to fix her messy bun which she has thought of fixing before the conference meeting if she got any time. With this the realization come upon her as her eyes as if on reflex fell on him to find him busy fixing the projector. “as usual he is not interest in nonsense things!” Pragati muttered under her breadth, somewhat disappointed. “Pragati, ready with the presentation? You should be doing all the arrangements not Abhimanyu”. “Sorry sir.” She apologised. Yes, there is no doubt that today is a very very bad day, but thanks to the little luck that hung throughout the presentatio...

  Too Much Of Anything…….. “you are directed to a voicemail, please drop the message after the beep….” She heard the beep sound but couldn’t say anything, as if words have left her today. She wanted to scream and scream on the top of her voice, wanted to throw out all those complains, accusations that are hurting and ripping her inside apart, but she remained silent. Failed by the words her hurt find way through her eyes, as drops after drops fall as tears, giving a wet stain to her beautiful red kurta. When exactly things turned into this? Is it then when she shared everything, from ant biting to her future with him first? Or, is it then when she laughed without guilt even being criticized? May be its then when she preferred his opinion than her own. things were not like this, she remembered mocking at people who are stuck on their old relationships, what is it exactly that made it so difficult to move on? She might have questioned them. But as things are happening...

 what am I thinking? It’s been long time; I have written something. But then I have to write something to keep this passion going. Thinking about what to write, I keep on making various plots but then as I always mention, to expect that something will touch other’s heart, it must go through the writer’s heart first. And here comes the most difficult question, at least I feel so, What am I thinking nowadays?????? To make this question more difficult…………… What exactly I want?????? Is it about Career? Or Family? Ohh! let me think……. is it Friends? Or Marriage?     Career!! No matter what, I have to think about it, even if I don’t want to, what’s so new about it. Coming to the next, by God’s grace, being the second child I have the privilege not to think about it or to say directly, my suggestions doesn’t matter. Then the things left are Friends and Marriage. Considering the current trend, I found most of the time thinking about these two. Well it’s obvious, whe...

Fate (Short stories) “The number you are calling is busy….” The electronic voice replied as Aparna put down the phone angrily, somewhat disappointed. A message popped up saying “Call you later” No matter how many times this happens, it always leaves the same bitter feelings in her, making her more irritated. She should be used to this now. Things changes so are people. She shakes her head, as if it will throw away all the bad feelings and anger from her head. No she should not be thinking like these, he must be busy. He will call back as soon he will get time. He always did. She so badly wanted to keep on calling him till he pick up the phone, to make him as irritated as she is. Amidst of all the irritation a thought crept up as she smiled at the memory. It’s not the first time she is thinking to do something like this, she has already done this so many times and this always lead to big fights and then making up to each other. She inhaled the strong aroma of hot c...

Chapter 3 – First Impression Manyata found herself a seclude corner and gulp down the drink as fast as possible. God! what was that!                      There was a time she used to think that sometimes this getting faint in nervousness works in her advantage, cause once she gets unconscious, she no more have to handle things which are beyond her capacity. But surely today is not one of it. She literally forced to get conscious and then the reporters, their endless questions, thousands of eyes are on her. Thank god all are so cooperative here, they handled the situation like a pro. She pats herself, of course they have to be pro in their game to be here. “Hey, are you okay?” She turns around to come face to face with a smiling Shreyash. “Hi, am fine, thanks for asking.” They settled in the nearby table. “I was shocked, when I saw you” Shre...