It was almost a month since Sunil had migrated to the city in search of some work. After the stillness of his village, the traffic, the crowds, and the vastness of the city had scared him for a while. But soon he fell in love with the Life of this city. Most of all. with the lifelines of this hustling-bustling city, the trains! Continue reading Accepted
Did you know that, a staggering number of over one million of Indian troops served overseas during World War I, of whom 62,000 died and another 67,000 were wounded. In total at least 74,187 Indian soldiers died during the war. The India Gate at New Delhi was built to commemorate the Indian soldiers who lost their lives fighting in World War I. Field-Marshal Sir Claude Auchinleck, Commander-in-Chief of the Indian Army from 1942 asserted that the British “couldn’t have come through both wars [World War I and II] if they hadn’t had the Indian Army.”
The Indian contribution to victory in the First World War is worth noting. Indian soldiers and their involvement in the conflicts in France and Belgium, East Africa, Gallipolli and in Mesopotamia set the emphasizes on just how significant the role of Indian forces was in bringing victory to the British in their fight with The German Empire and its allies.
This time the Photo Prompt by Sue has inspired me to write a short story. The story revolves around the unsung and the vastly unknown Indian heroes who fought in the World Wars. This story is merely a fiction and any similarities to any events, characters, actual persons, living or dead is purely coincidental.
Continue reading A bridge he never crossed back… #writephoto
She heard him calling her from far off, barely audible. Finally, someone had come looking for her. She was afraid she would probably die here, trapped! But he came…as promised.
She had shut off the world for a long time now. It was time to wake up. She could finally set her eyes on him. He had no idea how long she had waited for him…and just how desperately. She tried to open her eyes. Her eyelids felt heavy as if they were weighed down by something. The effort it took to open them nearly exhausted her. But there he was, right in front of her. Continue reading Ahalya #writephoto
“No. Where is it?”
“There right there in front of you, hahahaha…look” she tugged at his face with her small hands, guiding it to a spot on the ceiling.
She and Uncle Sam were lying on the dinning room floor engaged in their favourite pass time – tracing shapes and stories formed on the ceiling by the chandelier.
“Baba, are we there yet?”
“Any time now Riya, wait”
Driving down the long dusty road, Suraj was as impatient as his daughter to get a glimpse of his village. Many long years had passed since he had run down the winding path that led to his ancestral house. Back in the days almost all of his summers were spent here. He and his cousins had had an awesome time chasing butterflies, shepherding livestock and playing in the rivers. Continue reading Of Mangoes, Catapults and Inspirations!