Musings, facts and fun

"I am going to Tracy's place dad; don't wait for dinner!" Jamie cried out from the patio before shutting down the door noisily behind him. Phil smiled briefly as he got seatead next to the window while watching his son pull out his bike from the garage underneath. He knew the phase of life Jamie was going through very well. He, too, had been in the same juvenile days; which though were ages back, yet seemed to have happened just a while back. Those are the times when a man is teeming with energies and rebellion; his desires being wildly turbulent. While his mind got teleported to his heyday, he chuckled at the thought of the craziest things he did in his life; traveling almost half the world with no money; falling in love with Amanda, the prettiest girl in town; pestering all his teachers all the time; and how he drank and ate uncontrollably. It was young blood after all; passionate, energetic and untamed. With numerous memories of his youth chiming i...

At 10 minutes before midnight, the confetti spread with an explosion and instantly blanketed the sky in a golden white slush. The celebration had already been kicked off even before the clock could strike the first hour of the New Year. Ravi glanced out of his hotel room and saw people drinking and dancing on loud music in the garden downstrairs, where Mr.Mehrotra, the business tycoon, had thrown a lavish party.  The festivities around him reminded him of his home. He spent his childhood with his younger sister Meenu and mother in a small village near the coast. His mother would be mostly ill and so he had to leave school and work as a delivery boy to support the house. He was known to always reach on time and execute each assignment so well that several grocery and meat shops employed him. He used to bring home 400 each month from the shops and a handful of more money if some customers were generous enough to give a tip after delivery. Every morning his day started with cle...

I guess its a long time since I have posted anything on my blog. Now its time to. Well, this post is different from its predecessors in a variety of reasons. Firstly, its a work of fiction ( a short story to be precise) Secondly, I had conceived it more than 5 years back (when I was in 11th) but woven in words now, so you might find it a little childish but I find it really close to my heart.. please give honest comments.. n please lemme know even if you don't like it :) Here it goes : ‘Diidiii’, a voice echoed behind me. I stopped to crane my neck and look for its source. I found that it came from a small creature at the far end of the road. I stopped, carefully putting the baggages down, to ensure the safety of the glass pieces meant for aunt Divya. My cousin Anand, having already read my mind, passed on a sulking look. Ignoring his expressions, I gestured him to look after the luggage while I walked towards the girl. ‘Hello’, I said as I reached near her. ‘Didi, would you...