Sonal Singh On Sonal's Table

Rima would have been drenched, if not for his umbrella. “Ma’am, you’ll get soaked. Share my umbrella. It is big enough to accommodate two people,” he had offered, generously. Rima had gratefully accepted. Mumbai rains at their worst could be torrential. Today was one such evening. Rima’s forgetfulness had made …

Forged by the fires of his youth, his flame burned bright and strong like a beacon that shines at night; it shone guiding right from wrong. Its warmth enveloped his entity, gave him kindness beyond measure it made him a kindred spirit, his empathy was such a treasure. People came …

  They have helped me forge a path ahead when the route upfront was unclear They have aided me to ascend, to scale when the strife of life I could not bear. They held me together, aided and assisted; they embraced my flagging spirits. They prodded, pushed and shoved; made …