Monika Suri

A piece of Fiction on “Uterus on Rent “ As he does it once every month  ,  Ajay left early from his office today because his son Sujoy had come along with him and it was a Dad’s promise to his son about one hour games time  at the Centra mall in the evening before they reach back home. ” Bye Sujoy , have fun at the Centra , Love you  ” almost everybody in the office has a friendly bond  with Sujoy   as the 4 year old  steals everybody’s heart by his  smile . At the mall ” O Hi Ajay , What a pleasant surprise ! How come you are here ? ” His colleague Manoj’s   sudden appearance didn’t please Ajay ” Just came for Sujoy to enjoy  the kids rides ”  Ajay replied in a formal voice trying to avoid him ” O I see , but ,  don’t you always take Sujoy to Centra mall , how come  today here at Waves mall ? ” Manoj’s  eyes were turning  around to look for  baby Sujoy when he suddenly  noticed him with a wo...

P stands for Prostitution Prostitution is the business or practice of engaging in sexual activity in exchange for payment .  There are about 42 million prostitutes in the world .The question is why some women adopt this practice where they are addressed as call girls or white slaves ?   Do the women adopt it on their own wishes ? May be these women are in dire need of money , money for food or clothing or children’s education or mere survival . So financial reasons may become one’s basis for adopting Prostitution  and act  slaves at the feet of men’s sex desire.   May be after some time , their financial problems get vanished but once women have dived into this profession , it becomes difficult for them to take a U-turn .  They  become constrained as their families are also not ready to adopt them again .  So once in this industry ,  the women prefer to   just close their eyes and let themselves sink in the mire of Prostitution . ( as the below picture also speaks ) Th...

कैफ़े में अकेली बैठी राधा , कॉफ़ी के साथ साथ लैपटॉप पर काम करती हुई , 5 मिनट में 10  बार बॉस का फोन आ चूका था ” राधा , प्रेजेंटेशन त्यार नहीं हुई अभी तक , नहीं कर सकती तो नौकरी छोड़ क्यों नहीं देती ? सुनते ही राधा  उदासीन हो गयी ” जाने ज़िंदगी में अभी और क्या क्या छोड़ना बाकी है ? रमन जाने कहाँ ज़िन्दगी से ओझल हो गया था  I  कई सालों के प्यार भरे एहसासों को स्वाहा होने के लिए मात्र एक ही क्षण लगता है क्या ? यूँ ही तो बैठे थे हम , हाथ में हाथ डालकर ,  प्यार प्यार में  ऐसा तीक्ष्ण प्रश्न पूछा था उसने ” राधा , ये बच्चा हमारा ही है क्या ? ” सुनते ही मैं तो भौचक्की रह गयी थी ” अगर है भी तो  अभी नहीं चाहिए मुझे , तुम आज ही डॉ के पास जा के इस मुसीबत को छोड़ क्यों नहीं देती ? सुनकर आँखों में ज्वाला , ह्रदय में तूफ़ान तो भयंकर उठा था पर मैंने भी बहुत शांत स्वर में पूछा था ” तुम ही क्यों नहीं छोड़ देते मुझे ? ” आज कैफ़े में सामने टेबल पर बैठे पति पत्नी को देखते हुए , कॉफ़ी की गर्म चुस्की लेते हुए  यादों का पन्ना आँखों के आगे लहलहा गया  था I   linking the post wi...

#Fridayfotofiction is a weekly bloghop which celebrates fiction writing based on the photo prompt. Rohan was a smart and intelligent engineering student , always enthusiastic, having many dreams and aspirations . He  loved himself  the most  and  had a passion of   always capturing his  life’s smiles  in the camera. Life took a twist and he started loving someone else more than himself.  His heart started   singing  sentimental fairy tales for her but life didn’t want it to be duet song.  The intense one-sided  love outweighed his life’s aspirations and emptiness started engulfing his heart all the time . Feeling battered and shattered , the emptiness weighed so much that he just didn’t want to face the  cruel camera of life. He planned to find a better place than this emptiness. linking this post with Mayuri and Tina  I am taking my Alexa rank to next level with #Myfriendalexa There’s a heart warming  song “Emptiness”  , also known as ” T...

#FridayFotoFiction is a weekly blog hop which celebrates fiction writing based on the photo prompt. Wearing a long n pretty white gown , she was selected out of hundreds of contestants from all over the world. She was crowned Miss World. She had got so many applauds from the crowd when she was walking confidently on the stage . Today when she is back home, the gown and crown have turned topsy-turvy….Why? The family has rebuked her ….Why ? She is defamed….Why? Watching out to find  why and where all those laurels  are lost . Linking this post with Mayuri www.sirimiri.in  and  Tina  Basu

Instance 1:– She came to me running with a joke to be told ,with a big smile on her face . Ohh! She was so happy ! Even before listening to the joke ,i could connect to her heart and feel the laughter and happiness present in her heart. We both started laughing loudly .The happiness had got multiplied. Instance 2 :– We had become friends that day only. She seemed to be upset. My heart could feel the pain in her eyes and her heart. I just held her hand and she opened her heart out. The pain came out flowing through her eyes and my heart instantly could connect to her feelings. Tears made a way from my heart towards my eyes too. ( although most of the times i try not to show my tears in public. I don’t know why i want to appear very bold outside although i am very emotional inside ) . Anyways, the pain and sorrow of a soul had got divided. This is what i think my secret superpower is ,FEELINGS I think many of us have this superpower, but maybe it has hidden somewhere in ...