Every single day, he walked into the same taproom. Sat on the same table. And lost himself to his daydreams. He wiped the frothy beer off the corners of his mouth and smiled. The chilled golden elixir made it to a warm fuzzy place somewhere close to the bottom of his heart. “Vienna!” He said,…
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The tale of the badam lotus @TheAnantaUdaipur
The starry night poured its twinkling brilliance into her soul, every time she looked up at the sky. A gentle breeze flirted with her saree. And the dewy green blades of grass crunched under her wedges as she walked down the beautifully manicured lawns at her friend’s wedding. To another girl, the beautiful setting would…
The tale of the frozen yogurt @yole
“I am struggling. I have a million stories to tell. But today, I have none. I’m trying to come up with something that you’d love to read, but in the process I’m writing tales that I wouldn’t want to read myself. For a writer, that’s claustrophobia. There are words trapped in my mind. And they’re…
The tale of the quesadillas @barrio by Mex Out
His grandfather had oesophageal cancer. The day it was detected, the cancer spread like the plague, infecting all their lives. One second he had just an ordinary cough. The next second, he had the big C. “I still remember the day.” He thought. His Dadaji would wear a crisp formal safari suit to work. And…
The tale of the forest mushroom pizza at The Lantern Bar @fullertonbayhotel
She looked at herself in the rest room mirror, feeling a sense of disappointment spread through her veins. Right next to her, a voluptuous girl stood, washing her hands. She stared point blank in her direction. Unabashed. Unflinching. She stared at her curves wide-eyed as a prayer reverberated through her mind. “Oh god, why can’t…
The tale of the fish tacos @AKA bistro
He snapped his gold-gilded book shut. “Damn you!” He screamed. Looking down at the book, he screamed again, “DAMN YOU!” His voice echoed through the walls of the hospital. Superpowers were only in books. And he was no superman. His eyes glistened as he thought about the hole in his heart. Growing up on stories…
The tale of the Avocado toast @plenty Mumbai
This was the first evening that they were going to spend away from each other. At first, when she suggested this, a slight anxiety burned through his veins. But then, he eased into it, thinking that he had to let her be with her friends, once in a while. This girl was something else. She…
The tale of the golden snitch @henpeckedmumbai
She sat at the table with a swollen lip. She had bitten it too hard this time in an attempt to display her anger. Her mother, sat across her, with crossed arms and a furrowed brow. She looked down at the not-so-interesting table mat feigning great interest—in order to avoid her mother’s penetrating gaze. But…
The tale of the Prawns @BarefootResort
I’ll knock at your door And hope that you answer it I’ll wait till you see the smoke from my burning regrets Slowly travel through the little crevices around your door I’ll wait till you hear my loud cries Even though they reach you as faint whispers I’ll wait for you to pass your…
The tale of the Turkish delights
My brother pushes the car My heart skips a beat My dad holds my mom Our eyes tear up as they meet They’re ready to let me go I’m not their problem anymore An ornate silence engulfs us as the engine revs My brother winks at me, “don’t trouble him too much,” he says He…
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