Ms. Typewriter

MY hands are filled with elegant henna designs. Being the centre of attraction I am dressed in my best attire. Looking around I see many eyes staring at me and complimenting my beauty, my accessories. All these eyes once pricked me and slandered me. Time changes everything. Today, those glances are admiring me. In few hours my life is going to change. Ever since teenage I was thrilled at viewing the stills from movies where prince charming would come and take his princess and they lived happily ever after. I wished that even there would be someone whom god has fated for me and one day he would meet me in filmy style. As years passed on I realized that the thing which movies display very colorfully is just an illusion. The real life is very much different from it. Things started getting harder. Even after certain period of time I wasn’t taken by my prince charming. Maybe we weren’t meant for each other or because god didn’t destine us to be together. Life moves on w

BREAKFAST NEWS Another incident to be reported on lane no. 8, green street ,garden wells ;where a five year old girl was saved  from the clutches of some  teen boys who were behaving indecently with her by the man in white at late in the night yesterday. The mystery behind the man in white is still unknown.  On been enquiring the girl all she told was he was a man in white robe and she didn’t have any glimpse of that person. A special police force has been teamed up to uncover the anonymous man in white. This is the 8 th incident reported so far.   JANE – Steve did you hear  the man in white saved yet another girl child. I think he is a real hero. Hats off to him!!! Steve – ( giving cup of coffee to Jane and staring at the television) Yeah!! Is it so? He is making news since a few days. I guess something is fishy . JANE – You are always around with your negative thoughts. At least spare this man. Steve- Ya, I am the one who thinks negative always. Why don’t you m

Don't talk with your fists  Love isn't meant to hurt. ======================================================================== The snivels could echo the walls of neatly decorated room. Two day old bride Nita sat in the corner of the room shedding hot tears. The tears rolled down her cheeks and touched the fresh scar on her neck and the pain seemed to crush her whole body. Two days back she married Ved . It was an arranged marriage and even she was happy with it. She didn’t need much time to know ved’s true color. Ved had a strong personality with an even stronger temper. Poor Nita became a victim of this temper and Ved showed the strength of his fist. Nita just told him a mild joke, for which Ved reacted hardly and hit her blue and black. Nita was shocked at seeing her husband’s ruthless behavior. She sat there for a long time sobbing and her mother in law came to her - “Nita, please stop crying. All the men in this family are similar in anger. They

The remains of my beloved has come, Wrapped in tricolor and left me numb. My eyes welled up with tears, And heart pricked up with spears. No! I do not complain , But I do bemoan. How beautiful it was A day,  When we were bond. Stealing glances and finding chances, Roaming around the lushy fences . There came a fateful day, Where you  were supposed to  play, A role of my hero  , Or a role of country’s hero! You chose ! You chose! The choice was yours. You left! You left! My love with tears. Each day my feet felt cold, But your call made me bold. After months of holdup, You finally turned up, But not the way I wanted,  The way you wanted. How can I live without you? What would I be without you? This deep feeling inside , Made me pale outside. The thought of burying me along your side, Soothed the sentiments within. The reverie of burying pricked me hardly, The little one in my womb kicked me slightly.

  SABA looked gorgeous in her red salwar suit. The matching accessories added extra attraction. Today a guy was coming to see Saba. Saba always dreamt of a handsome and loving husband. Everybody in the house was very happy.  Finally, the boy’s side appeared. Saba’s heart started beating very fast. She felt as if her heart would plunge out anytime.  Ayan was a gentle and not so good looking boy. But he was of pure heart and a clean character. Many girls rejected ayan for his not so good looking personality. But ayan never lost hope and every time he would meet a girl with anticipation that she will accept him the way he is. Even today it was the same. Ayan liked Saba. But, Saba’s expectation was different. She was in a dual state of mind. She liked ayan’s character, but he wasn’t the prince charming she always dreamt of.   The whole night she kept thinking. She remembered about prophet Yusuf’s (a.s.) life history. How being a good looking person he was put into d

            " OH my!! You want to be a lecturer?? Are you in your state of mind?? I mean look at you!!" Shashi was sad by hearing these words from her best friend latha. Shashi and latha were friends from nursery school. Both grew up together sharing their joys and sorrows. Years passed on and both finished off their graduation and post graduation. Shashi was a short girl. She didn’t have the personality as per her age. But she was very intelligent. There was no quiz programme in which she didn’t bag a prize. She was quite famous in the college. On the other hand latha had good personality. But she was an average student. Though both were best friends latha was bit jealous about shashi. Initially she didn’t show it up but gradually as time flew she started making fun of shashi.  Shashi used to feel bad but she thought that maybe latha was encouraging her  by doing like that. But today shashi really felt bad by the response she got from her friend for putting for

"HEY shab, you know what? Mehrin wants to meet you man!!  I have heard that she has broke up with Afros!" – exclaimed Jacob. Shabaz couldn’t believe his ears. All these years he was waiting for this day. Mehrin was the girl, whom shabaz loved from the first day of the college. Even M ehrin knew it but, she wasn’t interested. She wanted a rich guy who could meet her standards. Since Shabaz was from a middle class family she wasn’t fascinated for Shabaz. Instead she was into a relationship with a rich spoil brat, Afros. Knowing about Mehrin and Afros relationship Shabaz still loved her endlessly and made possible efforts to get Mehrin. But today was the happiest day. Finally Mehrin agreed to meet him.    The time and location was fixed at sharp 7:00 p.m. at rose garden. After changing a number of outfits Shabaz was dressed in a navy blue shirt and light blue denim.  Shabaz arrived before the fixed time. He occupied a bench and made himself comfortable in that.