“I am not going to remain trapped in this marriage forever”, Radha thought to Her herself. She looked at her husband, Raghav who was watching a cricket match.

“He doesn’t care, he is useless, can’t hold any job longer than a year”.

Her 5 year old son, krish, goes running towards him. They both have a strong bond, and she always feel out of their group whenever they are together. Raghav loved his son more than he loved anyone.

Her thought drifted towards Rishi whom she met in the gym. She felt important when she was around him. They have been spending a lot of time together since past 6 months and rishi asked her to elope with him. She wasn’t sure until today when raghav again got fired.

There parents selected them for each other as they had a perfect star matched according to their astrologers.

It’s being 6 years since their marriage where raghav got fired from past 10 jobs. She was the only source of income for the household.

now she had enough, she is going to leave him and his laziness but she couldn’t leave without krish.

She drugged the food of raghav and krish. She tooked krish in her arms along with the entire jewelry and her savings.

Rishi was waiting for her outside the house, he had borrowed a car from his friend, they were going to a new city to start a new life.

As they reached railway station, she got out from the car holding krish to look around to check any familiar face.

she turned back only to find the car gone along with her jewelry and money.

It was the longest shameful walk og 15kms to home where raghav was still sleeping, unaware about the event.


Rain droplets over my shoulder!

I look outside the window, sun is shining brightly

Sometime later, I look outside the window,it’s raining heavily.

Well, I am not alone, weather has mood swings too.

Looking at these tiny droplets over my shoulder reminds me of my childhood when I used to play in the rain not run away from it.

It reminds me of those paper boats that I made; imagine myself as the captain, sailing against the tidal waves and crossing the Atlantic ocean.

It reminds me of that pleasant smell of the earth after the rain which made me happy.

It reminds me of my grandfather carrying me on his shoulder and playing with me in the rain, I have a vivid image of him – a tall old man with a distinct personality. I have been told that he was strict but a fair man. He passed away when I was 3 year old but I still have memory of him playing with me in the rain. this is the only memory that I have of my grandfather whom we called Baausab out of respect.

The rain reminds me of the speed by which mom used to make pakora, she could have easily stood #1 in the pakora making competition. Followed by a tea where my entire family used to sit in our veranda watching the rain, drinking chai and eating pakora while waiting for the lights to come back.

Punch line

My sister and me were discussing papa’s funny punch line while the topic ended with a laugh. those punch lines kept me awake. There are few things in out life which keeps out binded to our roots value. For me, those punch lines form an integral part of growing up. They are not just family funny anecdotes but also has lots of hidden value In it.
We are still teased by dad for these lines.
Concentrate Karo – dad use to come and massage our for head and used to say ‘beta, concentrate karo’. Now, it just bring a smile to my face. Yes, it’s important to concentrate in life and achieve success
Kade ho jao, aur majdoori Karo – whenever dad uses to find us, lying around he used to comment that Kade ho jao aur majdoori Karo. It makes sense now, there is no short cut to success. Whenever somebody use to him what he does he uses to reply I am a labour. Haha, as one point I did believe him when I was too small.
There are many other punch lines but i guess for now they are good enough after all some jokes should remain in family only…
Every family have their own inside jokes and funny moments. There is no substitute to those moments, those moments bring pure joy and laugh to our life. Happiness indeed