Posts by Tanu Bali

When Nightmare Breaks Loose

September 20th, 2006 12:35 Home   I have found a job. I am so happy, I can’t express it in words. To be honest, the salary isn’t much, but it’ll do for now. And just the right time too, with my wife being in her seventh month of pregnancy. I am going to be a father, and now I have a permanent job too, unlike the past few months when

Defective Piece

I am a girl, aged 23.   There was a time when I used to wear size S tees and had a waist size of 28. Now is not that time. Now I am fat; not obese fat but fat fat. No, I am not dieting if I am not eating a meal…I am simply not hungry.   I don’t grow my nails. No, it isn’t because I am a

The False Life

<script async src=”//pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js“></script> <!– taw-responsive –> <ins class=”adsbygoogle”      style=”display:block”      data-ad-client=”ca-pub-3446446293618986″      data-ad-slot=”1428227755“      data-ad-format=”auto”></ins> <script> (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); </script> I come back from office, unlock the door and as soon as I step inside my house, I feel the cold … not the chills-ran-down-my-spine and shiver-went-through-my-body cold, but the creepy feeling-of-being-watched-and-followed cold. After a quick supper, I go into the bedroom, climb

The Coffin

<script async src=”//pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js“></script> <!– taw-responsive –> <ins class=”adsbygoogle”      style=”display:block”      data-ad-client=”ca-pub-3446446293618986″      data-ad-slot=”1428227755“      data-ad-format=”auto”></ins> <script> (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); </script> I live in a one-bedroom rented house near the university. Of course, the hostel would have been a better choice, considering how deserted the area becomes after dark. However, the thrill of independence was something I couldn’t forego and, therefore, the decision.  

How She Came into Existence

  <script async src=”//pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js“></script> <!– taw-responsive –> <ins class=”adsbygoogle”      style=”display:block”      data-ad-client=”ca-pub-3446446293618986″      data-ad-slot=”1428227755“      data-ad-format=”auto”></ins> <script> (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); </script> The due date is near. I gently pat my baby-bump and smile contentedly. I remember when we went to the doctor’s for the sonography and I saw my baby for the first time. It was the most beautiful sight ever for me!

Let the Feast Begin

<script async src=”//pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js“></script> <!– taw-responsive –> <ins class=”adsbygoogle”      style=”display:block”      data-ad-client=”ca-pub-3446446293618986″      data-ad-slot=”1428227755“      data-ad-format=”auto”></ins> <script> (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); </script> “…Modern Halloween has become more about the costumes and candy and less about literal ghosts and ghouls. This day was used to mark the end of the harvest season and the beginning of winter, and it was also believed that this transition between

Bedtime Stories

<script async src=”//pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js“></script> <!– taw-responsive –> <ins class=”adsbygoogle”      style=”display:block”      data-ad-client=”ca-pub-3446446293618986″      data-ad-slot=”1428227755“      data-ad-format=”auto”></ins> <script> (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); </script> “Mommy, I am scared,” little Sara whispered in Riya’s ear.   “No baby, there is nothing to be scared of. I am here and Daddy is here too. Just go to sleep.”   “No Mommy, you don’t understand. At night when you leave,

Undead

<script async src=”//pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js“></script> <!– taw-responsive –> <ins class=”adsbygoogle”      style=”display:block”      data-ad-client=”ca-pub-3446446293618986″      data-ad-slot=”1428227755“      data-ad-format=”auto”></ins> <script> (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); </script> Life was good. The goal was accomplished, the contracts drawn and the down payment made.   I worked in Airon Labs Pvt Ltd, a privately-owned pharmaceutical company which was working on a highly classified project that I was a part. In simple words,

The Journey to MGF Road

  <script async src=”//pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js“></script> <!– taw-responsive –> <ins class=”adsbygoogle”      style=”display:block”      data-ad-client=”ca-pub-3446446293618986″      data-ad-slot=”1428227755“      data-ad-format=”auto”></ins> <script> (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); </script> As I got out of my office premises, looking here and there for a cab, I knew in my heart that going home tonight would be a tough task. It was difficult to get a conveyance at this hour of the night

The Dark Arts

We want a girl. After two cute boys, all we wish for is a girl to complete our family. “Any day now,” I think, gently patting my tummy. She kicks in glee.   The nursery is ready for its inhabitant, plastered completely in baby blue color with a tiny window on the wall opposite the door. The red mahogany cot sits primarily in the middle, a huge contrast against the

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