Tale teller: Nikhil Katara In the many years that had gone by the sea, he’d not known what happens to his catch after he had sold it. He’d caught a lot of fish and crabs and lobsters, for he came from a family of fishermen. They knew the sea and played in it like it…
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The tale of the Reshmi Chicken Tikka at Full Moon Cafe @diveindia
She lied. About the way she felt and the things she did. Assuming the role of a care-free songbird one day. And a glamorous diva the day after. She wore every role on her sleeve and wore it with pride. Even the days she was down and low, her words floated high above in a…
The tale of the Norwegian Smoked Salmon @bigsamsseafood
Being a lawyer was no joke. He spent hours trudging over small matters, making them big. He spent nights burning the midnight oil, one that burned well into the afternoons as well. And as he toiled through the fields of ambition, a little seed of doubt was planted in his wife’s mind. She raised an…
The tale of the Norwegian Salmon Fillet by @bigsamsseafood
It was 7:30pm. She scrambled to lay down the dinner on the dining table: A beauteous pan seared Norwegian Salmon fillet topped with spices on a bed of greens and a rainbow of salad together with some thick mayonnaise. Just how he liked it. Once this was done, she breathed a sigh of relief and…
The tale of the elephant falls
If there was something she believed in, it was magic. The world laughed as she glided on imaginary rainbows, picked a fight with the peevish fireflies and befriended mystical, dreamy unicorns to get through this routine called life. Hogwarts still felt like home, even though her letter was late by 20 years. But it was…
The tale of the 3 peppercorn chicken @sucasamumbai
She looked at her partner’s tiffin box. There was a piece of juicy chicken swimming in a thick sauce. He saw her stare at his lunch box and as a reflex action, she looked away, embarrassed for staring at his food. “Is this your first day?” He asked. Shyly, she looked at him for the…
The tale of the blueberry cheesecake @indigodelicatessen
Her eyes were jammed on the clock. They followed the second hand as it tick-tocked its way to another hour, unaware of her gaze. She blinked lesser every minute: major credit for which went to her phone—because it didn’t blink at all. And that was the problem. In between longing for messages and hurting to…
The tale of the Mezze Platter @mockingbird_cafe_bar
Written by @the_ink_decoction Relationships always went a full circle. They began with an emotional wave which drenched you with what one could call madness. Then a realisation that you should get a grip, and love isn’t as mad. Then a little distance that brought about insecurities, then a few fights and finally a bitter or sweet…
The tale of the ramen bowl @thefattybaomum
A soupy goodness brimming, simmering, gurgling with warmth sat on the stove. She stirred it lovingly, clockwise and then anti-clockwise. The aroma of the flavours and spices filled the air, encircling her happy bubble. Two little hands appeared out of nowhere and said, “Mummy, I’m hungry!” She kissed the hands and said, “Just a little…
Tale 3 of #FooTraFa @regencylagoonresort with @jugniandco_ @wafflegully @missdolittle_kj
The fresh blue water hypnotised her as she sat by the poolside. Her hands played with the gentle water, creating ripples of memories. It was her best friend’s wedding. And she was the maid of honour. They had spent days and nights imagining this moment. There would be a royal driveway. Lush green pathways. A…
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