Wednesday, March 19, 2014


While her kids were choosing ice cream flavors, Reema's eyes were drawn to the smartly dressed lady in the cafe. Sitting with her associates, she was clearly in charge of the meeting and Reema looked on admiringly.

Shonali looked up from her laptop and for a fleeting second her sight shifted to two small kids eating ice cream. Though not easily distracted, she could not help feel a pang when the little one lovingly took a spoon of ice cream and fed his mom.

The same thought crossed both minds, "Isn't she lucky?"

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Sunday, March 16, 2014

The Wedding Cake

She looked more beautiful than she ever did, as she walked down the aisle. Her beautiful green eyes seemed to look greener, "Is it the earrings?" I wondered. Whatever it was, her radiant smile lit a sparkle in her eyes as she stood with the man of her dreams. "Have I ever made her this happy?" I caught myself thinking. As my mind continued on its own train of thoughts, the ceremony carried on like a movie scene in front of my moist eyes. Tears of happiness and yet, selfish tears of sadness too! Everything that followed was a blur to me. The reception, the dance, the toast, the cake, and very soon I found myself outside, sending her off on her honeymoon. I walked back inside with a heavy heart, got myself a piece of the cake and sat down. That's when I noticed the green earring dangling on my suit pocket. Looking at it gave me a lump in my throat. I knew this wouldn't change anything between us, yet for me it would. I stared at my phone and wondered if my little girl will call later to say "Goodnight, Daddy!" as she has been for the last 25 years of her life.

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