Story of the Month Nov’2013: Abandoning my family in time of their need, I take one step back, listening to the sound of my bangles as they gently clink against one another.
Story of the Month Oct’2013: I put the mobile back in my handbag and then it struck me! Amma would receive Tojo, change his dress,And then Tojo would be left alone with Tara!
Story of the Month Sep’2013: The wind mellowed and it was now almost gentle like the fingers of a mother, touching her new born child. It was tender. He shivered.
Story of the Month Aug’2013: ‘I am not going to press charges’, Monterio said, ’but in return you have to volunteer at the old age center for a month. Your injuries are minor. I’ll see you there on Monday’
Story of the Month July’2013: My mother always told me that summer was her favourite time of the year. She said it was so powerful, that the trees swayed to escape its heat.
Story of the Month June’2013: The boy is precocious, a genius. We shall provide scholarship to the tune of fifty percent. Rest, you’ll have to manage.
Story of the Month May’13: I woke up to the voice of my mother calling my name and her warm hand gently caressing my forehead. I felt no pain at that time, only I knew I was draped in bandages
Story of the Month Apr’13: Following diary entry is from a day of a man who has been ill for a long time. His illness is not known neither his background. The judgement of his character are up to readers
Story of the Month Mar’13: For all I know, I wasn’t drunk that night. Not that drunk. I stumbled out of the building, angry and upset. It was too much. I had just lost my job.
Story of the Month Feb’2013: I am a care free, happy-go-lucky person, the optimist who always sees the glass half full. I live for myself and accept people for who they are