Tale teller – Simran Ramsay Rashi was in the midst of a gut wrenching break up. After 2 years of being in love with Aryan how did her friends expect her to let go of the relationship she had poured her heart into. She’d spend nights crying, her sleep was fragmented and unrefreshing, her eyes…
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The tale of the chocolate chip cookies
Tale teller: Simran Ramsay “Can you check how long google maps says it’ll take to reach?”I didn’t reply, but fished out my phone from my overflowing purse and typed in the address to our best friend’s wedding venue.“5 hours”She squirmed uncomfortably in her seat and hit the accelerator. We were on our way. 4 hours…
The tale of the spicy cocktail
She clutched her fists as she entered the room. A soothing background music was playing inside. She could hear her heart beat over the music, remixing it in her mind. She didn’t dare to look up. She was just too scared. Instead, she fixed her gaze at the grey square tiles on the floor, making…
The tale of the International Vodka Day
It was a beautiful Saturday morning. It was the day he had been waiting for. His parents were out of town and he was already excited about his upcoming party. There was a host of things to do: shopping for some frozen starters, paper cutlery and plates, making a playlist to keep the party going…
The tale of the Aperol Spritz @aqua
He tapped his feet with an urgency. There was a current of emotion running through his body, flowing out from his toes. He gritted his teeth as he waited for the verdict. A silence penetrated the air making it stiller than usual. Tick. Tock. The second hand relentlessly rung in his ear, louder than ever…
The tale of the pineapple buns
Part 3 Time stood still. There were days when Virginia thought about home and the pineapple buns she often gorged on while she was in Vancouver. The crispy crust, the moist, warm spongy insides and some sweet memories added to the overall experience of enjoying this tea-time delicacy. So once in a while, she would…
The tale of the wok @nomads
She sat by her office window, aimlessly looking out, trying to find answers. Little did she know that the answers lay within. And then, something struck her like a bolt of lightning. She quickly looked up a list of old-age homes and planned visits to all of them. She was determined to make it happen….
The tale of the seafood risotto @rubytuesday
She looked at it quizzically. The prawns were glistening. The fish looked moist. There was a creamy sauce enveloping it all. And her mouth… well it was watering involuntarily. She looked around. He had a fork and spoon in hand. But he looked unimpressed by what was in front of them. She on the other…
The tale of the Black Bean Tofu @PureVeggieHouse
“I am beautiful,” I said to myself as I stepped out. It was the first time in a year that I had walked out with a purpose. I was going to office. And I was slowly but surely shaping my life to feel normal again. Staying home for a year was the toughest challenge I…
The tale of the sticky date pudding @PSCafe
“Your biggest win is your biggest loss.” He said as he paced up and down. There was a sudden madness in his eyes. A feeling of despair rose on the table with every step he took. “This is not working out.” He said, as he sat across her at their favourite cafe. “Okay. So what…
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