Love Short Story : Very often Rekha and Amith used to sit in their individual balconies and stare, smile and wave their hands at each other.
Family Short Story : Dad makes an album of my happy moments throughout the year. He makes it very personal with a small poem for each Kodak moment.
Short Story Love : I always saw him coming. Erratic were his hours though, but he came regularly.
Mother would either lock herself in the kitchen
Short Story Love : She was lost in a reverie when she was shook up by the constant blinking of the orange chat tab. Her face lit up, he had messaged!
Moral Short Story: She misses her friends and sometimes weeps when she feels alone but in the mean time, she becomes tough and indulges herself in preparation.
Social Short Story: She looked at me with her squinty eyes. I just cried “Oh ghosh!! Is she Ashwini? The girl who killed her father few years back.”
Hilarious Short Story : She was at the first floor, standing on the balcony, taking photo herself. Her hair was loosen and floating in the air.
Love Short Story: I wanted to make my final wish as a woman, the woman inside me, inside the body of a mistaken man. I wanted to look beautiful.
Moral Short Story: But my favorite site was me. I wouldn’t stop taking photographs of myself. I had felt like I had the best photogenic face
Love Short Story: Avantika looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. “I have tried calling him five times since the morning. Is he really ignoring me?”