A loaf of bread; for this we work day and night. I work in a private company, and it is in the eighth floor of a building. Every day it takes me 30 minutes to travel from my home to office by car. So my car is my bathroom.  I make-up, sing, cry, yell and even abuse

I remember those days, when I was at my intermediate school.  We used to share money to go experience porn at an internet counter.  Desibaba.com was our hero. There were no porn-restricts or a scarcity of internet café’– (back in 2000’s), unlike today. The cabin of the internet café was so safe and secured that we all have enjoyed

Happy Valentine’s Day She was beautiful and attractive.  We studied in the same college.  For all our college friends, we were an inspiration.  Every day, I opened my bedroom window to see her, she was my neighbor too. She was my lady love. Years passed by. We both graduated. I went to London to do my MBA, and she

I have a colleague, she is fabulous.  She smells rose unlike my wife, who smells fish (she cooks for me).  I love my work, and why I love – the reason – happiness (my colleague).  I spend eight hours daily in my office. I see her. We have food together.  Our loose talks and fun moments changed

“You are dazzlingly beautiful, and lovely”, this is what my school mates exclaims when they see me. I am a tenth grade student.  My mathematics teacher often put his hand in my shirt’s pocket (as if he is searching for something) and smiles at me. At that moment, I found out that my school-mates were calling me

My marriage was just a judicious decision as a result of a six-year long love affair. I was forced by the society to marry her, because in our culture – only a married woman can become pregnant – so I was trapped.  Anyways, after so many years of unsuccessful acquaintance, we are now happy.  I know she

I am a married, and a father of a five-year-old, but I am irresponsible. I live my own life; friends and parties is all that gave me happiness. My mother used to say that my father took me on his shoulder, running miles, to catch up the school bus.  But, I smiled at her (satire).  My father

I still remember that day, when I was arguing with my parents.  I had four back-papers on my engineering.  I told” Every tom dick and harry has an engineering, so why should I? The answer from my parents literally gave me jerk to think, they replied “Every tom dick and harry has an engineering degree, but you

Let me take you to our school days. It was sweet and I even think of my crush, we both were at our grade II.  I was an attention seeker.  Bluntly, to get attention from all others, I even told “My mom is no more and I am half-orphan” Today, when I celebrate my 40th birthday, I can feel

I have never seen or experienced the phenomenon of god. I am born as a human being; so my conception of god had four hands, three eyes and even had a bull to ride upon. For some of them, their god was so beautiful like a model, who only knows to love their neighbors and forgive enemies. I had