Vintage Point

As much as it sounds weird,it tastes as bad.We are known to have chai with chini,elaichi, ginger, tulsi even kaali mirch but who has it with Namak ? Well,the answer is simple..someone who has a bad taste or someone who has an angry Karma .   A salty tea can be compared with the mishaps of life that nobody expects to happen.Just like Radhika did not imagine it to be… Tea in disposable small cups were being distributed among the guests who were sitting in the Verandah of the house,garlands spread all over the floor. Chit chats and assumptions were being made,very common to a shadi wala ghar. The marriage of the eldest daughter was to be held tomorrow and there was plenty of stuff to be still done for the event.Everybody apart from the daughter’s parents were present in the hall including the chacha’s and mama’s .Aunties were busy in discussing the variety of sarees they own opposed to the ones they get to wear.The uncles in the house were however busy in debating abou

I realised that I was afraid of new people,new environment only when I got into my new school which was much larger than my previous one in every aspect.The school before that was set up in the house of a lady and had total of three rooms for p.g,nursery and k.g precisely. In that school,I was the most loved student and principal’s favourite.She had rabbits too and used to play with them for hours. It was a happy place for me,I had many friends too.But time has to go by and it did.Now I was enrolled in this big new school and it had students in thousands.I remember crying the whole six hours on my first day there.Though things were beginning to settle I was bullied almost everyday.And maybe I had made peace with it somewhere in my heart.I knew this was what I have to go   through and there is no escape.Though some kids around me used to talk to me I still would miss my old school.I had got into the habit of being domineered so much that one day a classmate of mine brought a

coffee is always a good idea. Lot’s of noises round but he could only hear the sobs of the girl sitting on his left who was sitting in front of an uninterested rather insensitive man.Just about half an hour ago the guy in red shirt had seen her enter the café,keeping her bag on the left table to his she sat on the chair aligned to it.She looked quite happy and had roses in her hand.Soon a dark skinned fellow entered the café and sat beside her not acknowledging the fact that she had stood up for a passionate hug.Clueless the girl sat down and called for someone to take the order.The order was of two cold coffee’s from his side although the girl’s nose was blocked and she had been keep picking on her nose with a hankerchief every 5 minutes. Cold Coffee’s in block nose…not too much to ask for in Love right? All this was being watched by the guy on their right with great attention,some perks of being alone.Just when he thought it’s another clichéd Love story,the gi