• La La Land

    La La Land

    It had been a week since that disastrous lunch date meeting and Chiranjeev hadn’t been able to put it out of his mind. He was embarrassed with his rudeness and felt like a fraud any time he helped his children talk through their feelings or navigate fights.

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  • Kabhi Alvida Naa Kehna

    When Chanderi had entered home after the disaster at Tea-light, her red face had warned the Chudasmas that something was wrong. But since they were at brunch with the Bajajs…yes, that friendship was still going strong…she had all but run to her room, wanting to avoid both sets of parents.

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  • Jab We Met

    Jab We Met

    It had taken Chiranjeev two months to stop flinching any time anyone spoke of love or happiness or asked him anything about Chanderi. He had learnt to cope but he didn’t think he had stopped missing her. They had become friends during their four-month engagement and she was the only friend he had outside of…

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  • Ishaqzaade

    Ishaqzaade

    It took two months for Chanderi to purge her system of Chiranjeev. After sixty days in purgatory, life found its rhythm and the ache she’d sometimes feel seeing the empty side of her bed settled. It helped that she was thoroughly occupied by Pihu’s wedding. Today was a special day because the bride-to-be would be…

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  • Haider

    Haider

    It was a Tuesday afternoon. His students were in nap time for about thirty minutes and it felt like he could finally take his first real breath of the day.

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  • Gangs of Wasseypur

    Gangs of Wasseypur

    Chanderi and Pihu had migrated to the bridal suite. It was 5 AM and the wedding planners had promised them a refund of 25% if they emptied the haveli by 10. So, everyone was in their rooms, trying to find all errant earrings, nose pins, sindoor dibiyas and dry coconuts to ensure they left by…

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  • Finding Fanny

    Finding Fanny

    Chanderi was staring at Chiranjeev’s name on her palm as everyone around her lost their collective marbles. The parents had been informed and were in a conference with the relatives. She didn’t want to know what picture they were painting of her, or Chiranjeev or her decision. She curiously felt outside of herself, disconnected from…

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