Of Sex And All That
Photo Credits : The Nebula Quiet by Kira Issar
Location : Model's appartment, Gurgaon
Her mother stared at her from across the table. In those eyes, she saw the face of years of cultural conditioning, which was now taking the shape of remorse and disgust - the anger flowing like a steady stream of . . .
From reel to real
She walked towards him. Every step of hers, underlined with grace and appealing mannerisms. "Why do you act so helpless?", her voice echoing through the audience. He stared back at her with no efforts to contain . . .
She pressed the disconnect button and threw the phone in full force. It banged against the wooden cupboard and fell open. The child came running and wondered what had happened. A wave of . . .
Of An Open Wound
Layers of paper coated the walls. He hated the galvanized iron structure. It reminded him of all that was pent up inside. The corrugation like the scars in his heart - hot-dipped,cold-rolled, pressed hard against the quagmire of . . .
In Her Orange Cup Set
Photo Credits : WhileSippingCoffee
Location : Author's Apartment, Kolkata
And she watched the froth settle down towards the rims of the cup. A broken bubbly circle had formed on the surface. The sandy colored drink had lost most of its rich color to the froth forming a pale bubble ring. It . . .