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