Mahesh reluctantly combed his hair as he got ready for his coaching class. He was in intermediate school and would be appearing for his 12th-grade board exams the following year.
This is the story of Arti. She is revisiting her friendship with her childhood friend, Tulsi.
It was a late winter evening. It was already getting dark as the fog had started surrounding the lake. Dimple was weeping at the lakeside.
The thirteen-year-old Varun was in deep sleep when a sharp voice woke him up. “Varun! wake up….I said wake up…now”, his mother was shouting from the kitchen. Varun slowly opened his eyes and looked at the school bag kept on the shelf. His laziness faded as he impulsively sprung out of the bed and sat …
Rohan was getting dressed for school. His mother, Saroj was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Rohan was constantly looking at the watch. He was waiting for his father who was out for his morning walk. Saroj served him Poha and milk as he sat at the dining table. She packed his tiffin as he ate …