Flash Post 13!
“Button, what do you think this is? It’s an image of an angry sea opposite Badhwar Park near Cuffe Parade that has thrown up the waste we fed it “
Flash Post 12!
“Button, all of us enter this thing called life from one entry point– which is from our mother’s wombs and then disintegrate into ashes when it’s time for us to go.”
Flash Post 11!
“Button, this exquisite beetle (I couldn’t quite catch the brilliant green I had seemed confident of catching) climbed onto Dost’s fork when we went down for a bite.”
Flash Post 10!
“Button, here in Shimla, at the Wildflower Hall, even time stands still. Away from the hustle and bustle of day to day living, this seems and feels so different, so unique.”
Flash Post 9!
“Button, I had been itching to do this ever since Dost and I landed at the Wildflower Hall a couple of days back. The notice standing on the table warned us against monkeys stealing our belongings if we kept the windows open! But this morning I couldn’t hold myself back any further.”
November 19. “Button, Goa is looking very dull and dreary as it’s cloudy and the weather is a little weird.”
“But you can stay indoors and take as much rest as you want. That’s something you don’t get to do in Mumbai.”
November 18. “One guess, Button, why I have turned on my desktop.”
“Because you want to write to me before you take off for Goa! I knew immediately.”
“That’s a very perceptive mind.”
Flash Post 8!
Button, recollect what your favourite game was? It must be a favourite past-time for the sun as well! See him playing hide-n-seek with me at the Wildflower Hall in Shimla! You’re missing out, my cuddly one.
Flash Post 7!
“Button, Dost and I are currently in Shimla staying at the breath-taking property of the Oberoi Group’s chain of hotels called The Wildflower Hall. It’s a stunning bit of property and, as I sit here with nothing else to do but soak in the silence, I am already feeling partially cleansed.”
Flash Post 6!
Button, remember Pippa, our snail friend, who came to live with us for sometime and kept running away again and again to meet up with his friend, Raja, the stray? Raja’s no more. Maybe he’s met up with his other friends Shabby, Puchku and Dushtu somewhere up there! Where the twinkling stars are!