Arpit was going crazy. He hadnt posted in weeks. He spent the entire day thinking about the next post. The outline was ready. “This will be the best post ever. As soon as i get home…” He got home at 10. Exhaustion took over and soon he was snoring. The blog would have to...
Short Stories
Ministry of the Common Man
Ravi Masoor was an ordinary man. After a lifetime of public service as a postmaster, he switched to a career in politics. He did well, and by a quirk of destiny and the complexities of coalition politics he ended up becoming India’s external affairs minister. Unlike his cabinet colleagues, Masoor declined all official amenities...
American Dream/Desi Consulting
As the air hostess handed over the immigration forms, Rajat felt a daze from the blood rushing to his head. His dream was coming true, at last. Ever since he had gotten into engineering and heard all those stories of Indians going to America to live out their american dream, he had had only...
F.O.B.
Akhil was two months old in America. He was a FOB (Fresh Off the Boat). Even though he flew in from NewDelhi. No Boat involved. All Indians around him, even the ones who had been in the US for years were FOBs. They would remain so till, well, forever. Along the way, they would...
Happy Holi!
The alarm went off at exactly 7:30, just like everyday. But it was a Saturday and there was no office today. Akhil slapped his heavy fist on the snooze button of his Chinese alarm clock he had bought from the dollar store last week. Damned alarm. Ten minutes later he woke up with a...
The Cab Ride
The phone rang…”Your cab’s here sir” “You’re 15 minutes early. Give me 5 minutes and I’ll be there.” Akhil was bristling with excitement. Three weeks. That was how long he was going to be gone. Home. After all of two years. Akhil was a young Indian living the American dream thousands of miles away...
