Lunch
We sit together for lunch:)…
Malabar
"We all need someone", Avi smiled ruefully, "You'll realise that.""I got my husband's billions, luv", Saiorse bared her fang-like pearlies, "They're me people.""Love is everything, Sha", Avi breathed."Love is a figment of your fuckin imagination, luv", Saiorse managed a laugh. He knew she spoke the truth. She knew he spoke it too.***Saiorse is stuck in a loveless marriage, in a country not her own, where they speak tongues she doesn't care to understand. But the best part - she knew she was marrying just for money, and no, she doesn't really want that elusive love!Avi, heartbroken and mild-mannered is deposited in her care when Saiorse's husband and Avi's distant cousin Farhad decides that the boy has wallowed in sadness too long.A young, disillusioned genius, and a jaded not-young-anymore socialite embark on a journey of principles and beliefs, and discover what a lifetime means.…
Strangers Under A Roof #RBLS
"I don't know how to leave all this behind and start again. It's like I'm stuck in quicksand, Neil!" "There's only one way out of quicksand , Dhati." "And what is that?""You lean into it. And pray that you float."---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- He was a quiet, introverted soul. She was fire; divorced, disillusioned and bitter. Neil and Arundhati met because their families, although reluctantly, wished them to know about each other. When things went violently wrong, they accepted that they would never see each other again. Forces deigned them to cross paths again, and they were left in a quandary. Do they write their story together, or should their stories diverge, never to meet again?What happens when an arranged marriage goes wrong before it even has a chance to start? Does everything deserve a second chance?When past, present and future meld into one confusing patch of quicksand, Neil and Arundhati learn to navigate their ship of relationship in the seas of life. Join them in their quest for a right fit:)Warning: Its a slow romance, none of the wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am business-_-+Highest Rank - #25 on the ChickLit rankings on 30th May, 2016!!…
Stories Long and Short
Short stories that I've written over the years:0#159 in short story on May 22, 2016!…
The Sins of our Pasts
"Arthini!""Arthini what?" she blazed, "Arthini who? Arthini, the wife of the recluse. Arthini, the mother of no heir. Arthini, always defined by the failure around her. I should've left when I had the chance to...""I never stopped you" he said at length."Yes, and that is my misfortune. My husband didn't even try to stop me for the sake of society." Historical fiction!Vihara is a Hindu kingdom in Northern India in the 2nd century AD. All is well till they need a new heir-apparent. The King is old, the neighbours are rebelling and there is a hint of a foreign invasion.The younger son of the King is "under an inauspicious eye", but why is the brilliant older son Arunodaya a recluse? And what secrets is his wife Arthini hiding?As all scruples are laid aside and all ambitions laid bare, the Queen watches her family and her kingdom unravel right before her. Just what is the price of greed? Just how far will they go? For how long will emotions be repressed?…
Apology
Genevieve Mercer was happy. She was responsible, single, friendly, but most importantly, happy.Antonio Caligaris was not. And he could not see Genna be this happy, and go on like nothing had ever happened.Like she had never realised that he was her mate. Like she had never rejected him and run away. Like she had never publically insulted the son of the Mafia capo.Not when she had never even said a word in apology.…