Short Stories

I was the eldest sister among my siblings and soon became financially independent. My youngest sister was in senior school. She used to share everything about her friends and daily life. At least I thought so.…

What does a boy see when he is young? He sees his mom managing the home, meals, taking care of children, cleaning, washing, etc. Even if she goes to the office.  He sees the predominance of…

The mind's job is to think, much like any other function of our body. As we slow down, our attention turns inward, revealing feelings of guilt, sadness, and anger—mostly negative emotions at first. When I took…

Looking at our old pictures, we surprised ourselves. Is that really us? Just a few years ago, with neat hairdos and simple clothes, we looked so vibrant. My teenage daughter, Vrinda, has recently become more interested…

As a child, I was not interested in studies, but not going to school wasn't an option. One day, my English teacher, Mr. Bhatia told us to write an essay - "If I were a bird".…

I was excited to get an invitation from the career counselor at my daughter's school. The objective was to help my daughter to decide on the career stream in class XI. The counselor was sitting on…

I often wonder what keeps Kriya Master Per H. Wibe going. Forty years of unimaginable dedication to achieve silence—what fuels such commitment? What motivates him to meditate day and night without ever growing bored or tired?…

One day, Rishika brought a homemade cake in her tiffin box. Banni had never tasted such a delicious cake before. She wanted more. Rishika told her that it could be easily made at home in the…

There was a sage, living in a small house near the river Ganga. He used to go to Ganga to take bath every morning. One day he forgot to close the window while leaving his house.…

One day, during a conversation with my 12-year-old daughter, Vrinda told me, "Aannya, my friend, is just an average student in the class." "How can you say that?" I asked. "She scored 80% on the exams,…