A Promise that was kept

The Drawing room was filled with Rakshits and Anika’s pictures – all "screamed" Happy Happy Happy in unison. There was not a moment that wasn’t captured. Their honeymoon, post honeymoon,with her baby, with friends, without friends, with his family, with her family, her besties, his besties, their common friends,office colleagues, neighbours, neighbours dog, watchman (you get the point right?).

                                           

This couple was the envy of other married couples. Wives nudged their husbands saying “cant you be more like Rakshit??” to which they’d respond “you are not Anika”. Their chemistry hadn’t dwindled in the last 8 years of marriage.

Diary of a Sales Representative

Brad had always been my best friend. I knew him from as far as I could remember, from the time I was 5. My parents discouraged me from talking with him, they wanted me to have “real” friends.. But, I knew he was all I ever wanted; I never felt the need to have more friends. I could talk with him about everything, my parents, teachers, my infatuations, he used to listen patiently and offer me the best of solutions.

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Olivia, was someone I really liked, but she never reciprocated, Brad knew how I felt, he knew I was hurt, he asked me to talk to her again, when she is alone, so that she could answer, as to why she didn't like me.

My parents felt I was going way beyond control was angry with them as well, but Brad was the only one who was there to help and talk it out with me. He helped me sort out my differences with them, am happy now.