Pikku : The Storyteller 👧

Kriti was sitting alone in her bedroom entangling the Rakhi with her finger constantly lost in thoughts but awake enough to hold her tears. It was her first Rakshabandhan after marriage. As she got up to keep the Rakhi safely in her almirah beneath the shelf cover, her phone buzzed twice. It was Bhaiya's message "Bachcha! Can I come to your house today?" She couldn't hold her tears anymore and swiped the message right from the notification to avoid the seen status. Just then, she got a call from the drawing room. "Ready Kittu?" that was her husband, Kanishk. "Hmmm... Coming." she replied in least words to avoid her heavy throat from being detected and quickly dried her tears and wore a smile on her face. As they were about to sit in the car, Kanishk exclaimed, "Oops my wallet. I forgot it in. Just a second." and rushed in. He came out fifteen minutes later. Kanishk was too careless to remember where he kept his wallet and had to spe...

Although Shambhu was as knowledgeable as a graduate but he did not have a graduation degree, as he couldn't afford one. Thus, he could manage to get a job in labour intensive sector only. Well, a job is a job after all. After job comes the time to get married, usually. When Shambhu got married he had a good monthly income to sustain a small family. But destiny took an ugly turn and he got into an accident losing his legs and therefore his job. What now? No doubt, he had an extremely intelligent brain but in the age where knowledge was measured in degrees, his intelligence weighed nothing. Wherever Shambhu went, he was mocked or pitied upon but not selected for the job. The problem was that unskilled jobs required strength which Shambhu had lost and skilled jobs required degrees which he did not have. When economy is not in your favour, even the happiest of the news sounds curse. Shambhu was shocked when he came to know that there will soon be a new member in the family. The nex...