WORDLOVER'S PASSION by Bhagyashree

THE OUTBREAK OF CORONA VIRUS -  The pandemic that has brought every person on the road encased in their respective homes, to be accurate- their so called 'cages' as they term it now.  The very outburst of the virulent virus COVID-19 in one of the biggest economies of the world, has paralysed the health and life care system of the whole world. The epidemic caused by the spread of the deadly corona virus from China later to south east Asia , next towards US, Europe and many other larger economies has put the world in an alarming situation. The WHO has even termed the situation as world crisis as the count of affected and dead people all over the world has crossed in thousands then in lakhs and finally there have been unending numbers of affected persons across the globe. With our economy falling in this fiscal year , there's been a significant drop in the  global economy too , but still there's nothing we can do now rather being a mute spectator to this disaster. But t ...

11.30 am, Richard's Cafe After driving for an hour or less, she reached the cafe with utter confusion about what to talk to a guy whom she has never known, yet had to interact for getting a conclusion about her very future. Parking her car in the parking lot, she walked slow combing her hair straight with her fingers, towards the cafe putting her stoll on neat over her shoulders so as not to look messy as her thoughts were then. I had looked through his pictures only and now what if I dont get to identify the guy! I hope its something new with the filters and his pictures else am gonna go out with someone else.  Scanning through the people sitting in the cafe , her eyes rolled to find him, when finally she got to see a guy with black goggles waving his hands at her with a wide frown on his face. " HEY " the guy called up looking at her, " Yeah, HI" , she smiled back at him and went across some three to four tables to reach him sitting ...

9 months later... It was 10 a.m in the morning , she brushed her long hair and tied it up with a band standing infront of the mirror. Checking out repeatedly if the kurta suited her pants.  " Do I look fat in these??", she thought to herself.  It seemed she was perplexed about the day as she had never thought of just going straight to meet someone with the perspective of marriage that too someone unknown to her. The idea of arranged marriage was always obsolete to her. She never thought of going across matches unfamiliar to her or her family. Still, as that was her mom's repeated requests and her dad's undaunted concern of getting her married , made her finally to agree to their urge to go and meet a guy whom her parents fixed up for her. She didn't want to go through her regular makeup, rather tried staying with a straight pony and a lip-gloss so as to  look disinterested  already at the proposal. As she sipped her last drop of coffee in mug...

The clock struck 9 at the night. Finishing her dinner, she went on to the balcony of her damp flat to sit back and relax amidst the farscape of the city's traffic and vehicle jams on the road. Though she was alone in the city, working and leading a life of a lone person but there was always a simple short duration call of her mother that had kept her intact to her family gatherings. That day even her mother called her up as her mobile screen flashed with the name of "MOMSY". She picked up the call with a sigh of relief as if she was longing to talk to someone at the time. "HAD YOUR DINNER, BETA?", asked the sweet voice on the other side. "YES, MA. AM DONE WITH MINE. WHAT ABOUT YOU AND ALL OTHERS AT HOME?" she queried back. With the series of questions on her day's work schedule and next day's plans, her mother kept chatting with her for few minutes long. " WHAT ABOUT HIM? ARE YOU BOTH STILL NOT TALKING?" , ask...

A simple pimple on our face makes us go dull and feel uncomfortable all day long. Think, if someday you are up with horrendous scars of physical apathy on your face ,with the patches of burnt skin , scarce hair and  lesser organs on exposed parts of your body. That would be the worst nightmare one could ever have, isn't it? When we are about to meet an accident, our sudden reflex makes us save our face at first. This is how we all are concerned about our faces and appearance.  Well, then think of the ones who are surviving with permanent scars as aforesaid! The acid attack victims are the people who survive such mutilations on their exposed body parts. The rising dimensions of this heinous crime across our country has affected and devitalized the victim's life. These acid attacks on the victims by the uncivilized and criminal psychopaths has rendered the lives of many girls helpless, owing to their physical and mental disparity. The inexcusable reasons of rejections from...

Dear MOMMY! Its true that god can't be everywhere so he gave us mom to stay by us and guide us through our good and bad days. Yes, it's also true that when you have been compared to god, you are never less than him, as none is capable of letting a piece of their flesh or a drop of their blood for anyone else as you have done to get us in this world. That too with utter patience and at same time with anxiety of waiting for 10 months, which is not as easy as the words i just penned down! The whole life of yours had me, but today its not about me. Today, its about you.  Thank you for the blood and bones I am made up of today, but you know what! I am much more grateful to the values and the teachings of yours about the life, the people, the world and most importantly, you. Its true that you have recited ample preaching of gods, told many tales of braves and worldly heroes, but I don't remember hearing the story of the hero of my life- which is you, maa. I remember th...