Behind my back?

Florence came out of her Limousine. For a moment her eyes closed and then opened slightly trying to adjust the continuous flashes of light being bombarded on her. Thanks to her guard who has held her hands, she could balance herself. It seemed that she could never get accustomed to the knee slit dress and the high heels. But as soon she looked around, hundreds of people were waiting for her and shouting her name. Her star personality took over. Her confidence reached its high and she smiled waving to all her fans. She then gave a walk to wow for and reached the party hall with such a gracious and seducing aura that everyone in the party had their eyes fixed on her. A bunch of profound music directors now seemed to be coming from all directions towards her.

She kept on meeting them and pretending to listen to all their flattery. Talking with one of the composers, she took a glass of wine in her hand. As she sipped it, the conversation fell in the background with sound now fading for her. Florence was just happy listening to her own heart’s happiness harmony. Suddenly a distinct but a known voice crossed her ears and the alert signal awakened her mind. The words were reaching her, “She is really a talented singer. You know I have known her since her childhood. I and her father are really good friends. It was even I who had advised her father to let her join the musical academy.”

Florence turned back pretending to keep the glass on waiter’s tray. Her eyes confirmed her that he was Uncle Raven. She can never forget his peculiar croaky voice. It was the same uncle Raven who a few years back prior to her stardom, made Florence run out from the party all in tears and embarrassment. That day too, she had overheard him but the only difference was he was mocking her skills and chose to ignore her presence. Today her eyes met his, and he tried to smile looking desperate to talk to her but now it was her turn to ignore him.


After I Retire!

Raven was looking out of the window watching the seagulls take away their meal one by one. The sea was silent today but the birds were violent and noisy. There was no shore visible, only a vast limitless pool of water, ‘Just like my life’, he thought! Florence put her hand over his shoulders and he turned around. “What are you thinking?”, she asked slowly. Raven took a deep breath and said in a low tone too, “ Weeping at the funeral of our dreams!”.

He stopped and looked at Florence, she only seemed to be confused for a second and then her face showed empathy too. “If only we would have not waited for the retirement and enjoyed our life back then as well. Compromising those vacations, those fun moments, everything for the retirement has robbed us of our dreams.” Florence wasn’t listening to him now. It has always been painful to talk to Raven these days. And then she pulled his wheelchair back and carried him to the breakfast table.


Have a book!

Rosa was wandering with her friend Florence in the huge Book Store. Stopping at every book rack and scanning almost every bookshelf, Florence was trying to fill her basket as many books as she can. Rosa, however, was lost in her own web of worries. Her eyes seemed to always be looking somewhere far, wandering searching for some answers. The continuous chattering on books that Florence was sharing didn’t even reach Rosa’s ears.

Her baby business was not able to bloom but her bill amounts seemed ever blooming. She loved her bakery café but her customers were only a few although regular. She knew everything was just perfect but may be the location was hiding the shop. Rosa had no budget for advertising, what she had was only the way of working on word of mouth tactic. Suddenly she stepped on someone’s foot. The ‘ouch’ came out loud and she was transported to back to the bookstore.

She was shocked and sorry at the same time. Apologizing immediately she looked at Florence, who was looking the embarrassed as well. She pinched Rosa and scolded her, “Where were you lost? I am trying to tell you about something so important and you are not even listening!” Rosa made a sorry expression and said, “I am sorry, please continue.” Florence delighted immediately started flashing the book in her hand and said, “You know what, I have read this book, and it’s amazing!” When Rosa saw the book’s cover, it read, ‘A freeway to online marketing for small businesses.’  A few moments later Rosa was billing for the book!


It sells!

Raven was looking at the small container on the table. He was performing the cycle of same actions, of thinking and then jotting down the points on his notepad. When David entered the study room, he stood beside Raven and glanced on his notepad. It read, ‘Potential Lies for selling the Skin Cream’ and there were bullet points below it almost reaching the end of the page now.  David was confused and asked, “What are you doing?” Raven answered, “Just writing the sell points for the cream I have assigned to sell. Need to sell 50 units in 2 days.” “But these are all lies you are writing.” “Yes, lying works here. Rupert does the same and taught me the technique too!. He is a genius in selling stuff, our number one seller of the month.”

Suddenly the doorbell rang and David went to the door. He opened the door and smiled at the girl standing there. But she refused to smile back. There was a rage on her face and she hurriedly headed to the study room. She started yelling as soon as she saw Raven sitting on the work desk, “You cheater, you said me you were sick yesterday….but instead were enjoying Rocky’s party? I had prep up so much for yesterday’s date…you liar! I would never have come to know of it if I haven’t had met rocky today! I hate you..!” And before Raven could open his mouth she had disappeared. David who was standing outside listening everything was now by Raven’s side. Raven looked to him and said, “I didn’t mean to hurt her..I..I just wanted to enjoy my time with my friends.”. David replied smiling slightly, “Probably you missed the important part that Rupert is number one loser in relationships!”


Love and Care!

Raven and his wife Rosa were traveling back from a long vacation at their parent’s. Rosa was sitting on the window beside Raven looking out at the beautiful route the bus was traveling. Raven, however, ignorant of the artwork outside was snoring heavily. The bus jerked and so did the passengers. Raven opened his eyes slightly. Rosa sensing him being awake said, “I am feeling cold. Left my jacket in the bag itself.” Raven merely made a humming sound and closed his eyes again. Rosa’s heart made a very low disappointment noise and then became lost in admiring the beauty of a flock of sheep passing by. After a long time, finally Raven woke up to the continuous honking going on, he looked around and saw that the bus had struck the traffic. As he was looking from side to side, his eyes saw the old couple sitting beside them. They seemed to have a radiant smile and were chatting with each other slowly. Their excitement was perceived by Raven as similar to two little girls gossiping. He restrained himself for few seconds to gaze at them. But then he gave up and looked at them again.

There was something very vibrant about their interactions. They looked so happy and of course very much in love. For a change, Raven was beginning to experience a desire building up in his heart. His mind called him up and said aloud, “Maybe you too want a happy relationship. You haven’t given it a thought from a long time with zero efforts towards it!” And soon the thought was silenced by the front view. He saw the old man getting up and moving towards the driver, he muttered something to him and the driver stopped the bus. The man went outside and there were some noises of thuds and bangs. When he came back in, Raven saw a shawl in his hands and a what looked like a medicine box. The bus started and he returned back to his seat but before sitting he draped around the shawl on his wife and served her water as she took the medicines. Raven was now feeling embarrassed. He was fearing if Rosa had noticed them. When he slowly looked from the corner of his eyes towards Rosa, he was relieved to find her asleep. The next thing he did was to pull down his bag from the upper cabin and take out his Jacket!


Say YES to Happiness!

Rosa dropped her freshly baked cookies in waste bag. They were not as crisp as they were supposed to be. And the sugar was a little less. She started preparing another batch. When she was finished and satisfied by the taste, it was already late afternoon. She cleaned up the kitchen till not a single stain remained. Another hour went by. Then she went ahead with her next task of drying the clothes. She found a light stain in two of them and hand washed them till they were perfectly clean. She had already cleaned the center table but passing by she found some dust and sat to clean it again. The clock rang her bells loudly and showed that it was 7 in the evening.

The doorbell rang. She went to open the door. It was her husband. He tried to hug her but she refrained him. Holding him by shoulders, she exclaimed furiously, “Hey, where did you get those stains on your shirt? It is supposed to be perfectly white. Remove and give it to me right now!” His husband sighed and disappointingly did what she asked for. Till she had finished washing the dishes after dinner and cleaning the the kitchen once again it was already midnight. She was tired but now restful feeling a relief that everything was perfect at the end of day. She was excited to tell his husband of how she had performed her day chore to precision. When she entered the bedroom, the lights were ON and her husband had slept with a book open on his chest. She looked at him for long, suppressing her urge to wake him up. Perhaps he had tried hard to stay awake till she come to bed, she thought. He looked tired and sad even in his sleep. And she realized she wasn’t actually happy herself. In-fact there was not even a single happy moment in the day. She hadn’t had time for herself nor for her family. Only anxiety and desperateness to get things done perfectly!

Where is happiness


Where is my money?

He was calling his friends and relatively one by one, for almost 2 hours now, desperately wanting to hear a positive reply. But everyone failed him. Even his best friend! Already frustrated and tired, he was feeling on verge of extreme anger. How can just everyone say him ‘No’? He was a famous actor after all. The only difference now was he was completely broke. Rupert will be needing money as a beggar now to fulfill even his daily needs. His stardom had left him a long back. He was old now and on verge of bankruptcy. Double tragedy it was and a deadly combination known for destroying life. He banged down the phone furiously and sat down on his luxurious couch.

Everything just had happened so quickly for him. Rupert never had prior intimation that his money was getting smoked so fast till his credit cards were blocked by the bank a today morning. He tried to contemplate what was actually happening. He called up his manager and furiously directed him to mail his old bills to him. A beep on the desktop made him get up the couch and he soon he was opening the bills. As they started making sense, Rupert was almost stunned. His eyes were filled with disbelief. His heart began sinking deep in pool of sadness. It was not a mistake after all, he has truly spent his entire earnings, in millions they were. Instead of living reservedly after his retirement from Hollywood, he has been spending like a king. He remembered his old financial handler David whom he has fired. David always had asked Rupert to live modestly but he would never listen to him. He called David but there was only one reply he could give, “I am sorry Rupert, There is nothing I can do. You have no money to save now!!”


Organizing? I am too busy for it!

‘She could have been the star performer today’, Rosa thought. But instead, she had became a loser today. Feeling embarrassed and disappointed, she rested her head back on the sit. She could not refrain her mind from hitting the rewind button again and again. She experienced utter pain as she remembered how she was scolded like a child today for being an hour late in the meeting. Meeting, that was so important to her. It was her brainchild but somebody else has taken away the credit, just by making an instant presentation on behalf of her. She tried hard to shut down her thoughts machine. She was successful in changing its track. Now there were scenes coming out from her morning regimen today. How helpless and frustrated she was feeling looking at clock running at such a fast pace!

She had worked hard a night before for the presentation and in result put off the morning alarm oversleeping. Every morning she had enough time but today was different, she only had half hour to get ready for an extremely important meeting. She was running from one place to another in her house which seemed to be at such long distances. Florence had pulled her entire cloth collection on ground for searching that one stocking which still remains untraced. She then burnt her finger ironing her only formal skirt. She failed in finding the only pen-drive she had, and had to rush to her neighbor’s house for getting one. Her black stilettos looked shabby and she looked pale. She hasn’t eaten from last night being busy in her presentation. And today she had to leave her home without even a coffee as she had forgotten to bring her groceries that week. Every-time she used to convince her mother about the clutters at home saying that she is a busy and hard working women and hence could not get time to take care of her house and her things. But today she was experiencing failure convincing even herself. A determination began sneaking out of her face and she ran to her home as soon as the cab stopped. Today, her house was going to have a makeover.



They met again! All thanks to ‘Forgiveness’!

Her daughter’s head was on his laps. She was trying hard to breathe. David kept looking at her and then at the traffic signal. Honking horns were giving more reasons for his heart to pound heavily. The lights went green and he sighed some relief. He told his driver to drive faster. His driver nodded his head and tried to increase the speed. But before he could do that, there was a loud bang! David’s head bumped to the front seat, but he managed to hold tight her daughter. When he recovered from the shock, he saw that his driver was already pulled out by the mob. There was a bike lying in front and the biker was down trying to get up. David put her daughter’s head down and told her not to worry. He got out of the car.

As soon as he got out. The mob started shouting at him too. He ignored them and went on to see the injured. He helped him stand up and made him sit on the sidewalk. He helped him take out his helmet. As his face became visible David found it slightly recognizable. The man too now, had come out of the confusion and for the first time saw David’s face. His eyes too widened and he gave a slight smile to David. Now David had no doubts. He knew this man. He was Rupert. They had both met a year ago under almost same circumstances. Only it was Rupert’s bike then and David was the injured. David had immediately resorted to forgiveness, “It is alright friend, you haven’t done anything intentionally. Only be more careful on crossings next time.”. Both of them were brought back to the reality by David’s daughter’s shriek. He said to Rupert “It is my daughter, she is ill critically.” Rupert wasted no moment and stood up determined. Giving no attention to his pain he reached the crowd and cleared them. He directed the driver to go inside the car. As the crowd cleared, David was relieved. The car passed Rupert, David looked at him and both of them were smiling at each other. It was a smile of gratitude!



She was A grader all throughout her graduation. Rosa was happy back then. Now it has been a year, being an employee of one of the best company. She was growing well, but not as well as a girl of her potential should have. Rosa just couldn’t understand what was pulling her behind. She had started feeling a deep hole inside her. But didn’t knew what would fill that up. Lying on her bed she was trying to solve the puzzle of her sadness.She remembered the days of her graduation when she would be super excited and happy on the result day, as if she already knew that she was going to top the class. Where was that confidence now? When did her power of focus lost her? Why has her productivity streak betrayed her? Where has that passion to exceed vanished? No answer!

Frustrated she got up. She wanted something to fulfill her desire of self esteem urgently. She hurriedly went towards the cupboard and took out her academics file. She opened and began turning it, admiringly touching each of her result certificate. As she kept on doing that, she came across a page hidden between her mark sheets. As she turned the page she saw a beautifully sketched women. A rush of excitement went through her. She hurriedly started turning the album for more and found more.  She hurriedly got up and went back to her cupboard and took out her old portrait book. Admiring each one she reached to blank page. To her surprise she felt a strong urge to sketch and went on with it. Next day when she got up she was feeling happier for she had found out her love and passion back again! She got up to get ready for the office. Now everyday she would sketch her way to success!