My Lazy Girl

  We were never taught the meaning of SPACE in our lives, we were never taught we would ever need some.                                      I really love the word SPACE. It's fascinating; while we were growing up, we were told many times by our teachers to give right amount of space between the letters while writing. Right amount of Space is important to make your writing look nice, and readable. That’s what kids are being told when they are learning to write, right?  As we climbed the ladders from kindergartens to primary, we were introduced to huge digital boxes which we used to call desktop computers. There we got to know the longest key on the keyboard is the Space bar/ Space key which we need to press each time whenever we used to write something in a word file. I always used to wonder, why did they make the space bar so long? What might be the significance behind it? It could ...

You there, right? Hello?? Clara??  What’s going on in your head Derik? Nothing. He responded in a expressionless voice. You okay? Yeah. Pretty much. Are you sure? Yeah Clara, please don’t poke me with your questions. I said I am fine!! ( silence) (heavy gasps) Why you talking like that to me? How can you be so rude? If you don’t wanna talk, hang up!! Fine, I am sorry!! I just, I am not so fine Clara. I mean I am fine but there’s one part of mine which is not okay. I know, tell me, what’s bothering you. Breath first. I am listening, tell me! I am missing you Clara. I am missing you here!! I am thousand miles apart and it feels cold. I am questioning my existence. Is this really what I truly starved for? And if it is so, it’s accomplishment gives me no pleasure and happiness. I am not feeling contented. I don’t know where I wanna go, what I wanna do next. I am not able to find the word “Settlement” in my dictionary. All I am having are the bla...

The wide over speed roads with those huge palm trees accelerated my heart and forced my memories to run on the same roads again.  I decided to revisit the pages that I once read. I decided to visit Chennai again. Years have passed and everything was changed. I was standing on the Chennai Airport yet again, waiting for my friend to receive me. I felt the same warmth and love as I entered the city after years. It felt like home coming. "Hey you, who are you looking for?" asked a person in a shrilling voice behind my back and I knew who exactly it was. I turned around with huge grin and eyes filled with love waiting to see her stupid face again. Ohh my "Delhiee ki Billie" (Delhi’s cat, a name given by her to me). I missed you so much bitch, said Malini. I hugged her tightly. Her gajra smelled exactly how it used to do 3 years ago. I fixed my gaze over her face for a while and said with a gasp, "You haven’t changed a bit Mallu. Not by any chance." Ma...

Why am I not happy than I used to be an year ago...... I was sitting at the corner of the table, eating my sandwich, checking my phone to avoid solitudeness. I sat there for a while staring at the happy faces of people having lunch together. I took a deep breath and prepared myself for a meeting I was hardly interested in, with the people I don't admire! I went to washroom, did a touch up, put on my fake smile and there I was - a perfect IT professional who was least bothered about her work. On the way to meeting room a message popped up on my phone, reading - " I am missing you so much, come soon and meet me !!" Vaishali !! "I miss u even more" replied I. Training was over, so were the good days. My entire batch was relocated either to their home town or to some unknown cities. While others who were among "A" grade performes were retained in Chennai with a trap to become team leaders for the next batch. Our trainers taught us about the variou...