A. k.Talwar

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wild spring gulmohurs ignite a broken world #poetrylovers #spring

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@Vikrchan Beautifully penned, facing this. Children become alienated and they find it difficult to adjust to the household routine. Working in different cities changes their outlook and they want their own independence.

A new phase of life : Empty nesters When children leave home, they call it an “empty nest.” It sounds poetic, but the reality is less poetry and more practical: the food lasts longer, and the wet towel on the bed suddenly becomes a matter of national security. A house that once ran like Majestic Bus Stand at rush hour is now as quiet as Cubbon Park on a weekday afternoon. For years, life revolved around their timetables. Their hunger schedule, sleep and school schedules , you planned family trips around exams, projects, and internships. Even your weekend vegetable shopping had to factor in “what they will eat”, as if the whole of Jayanagar market and Simply Namdaris was designed only for their taste buds. And now, suddenly, all that stops. The house feels empty, the fridge too , and your weekend evenings too free. Of course, there are perks. You can eat dinner at 7 p.m. like a civilised person, instead of waiting when someone finishes “just one last game.” You can even travel without syncing calendars and WhatsApp groups. Some couples rediscover each other in this new phase. Your spouse, who until now was just a fellow project manager in the family startup, suddenly starts paying you more attention. Is this a good thing? Sometimes yes. Other times, no. When there are no teenagers around to distract, those books all over the house is suddenly drawing too much attention. Do you miss the children? Naturally. Sometimes achingly. You’ll see their favourite chips in Nilgiris and feel a lump in your throat. You’ll enter their room and feel it’s unnervingly clean.No socks under the table, no water bottles under the bed. Other times, you don’t miss them at all. The freedom of not being tied to their schedules is delicious. You can rediscover hobbies, eat at places you like, go for long walks, or just sit with a book without someone asking, “What’s for dinner?” Just after finishing lunch. The real heartbreaker and sometimes comedy show is the boomerang phase. They come home for the holidays, and suddenly the house is not yours anymore. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner are dictated by their cravings. “Why not biryani today?” “Can you make pasta tomorrow?” “How come there’s no Nutella and protein powder in the house ?” The family diet bends instantly back to their whims, and you find yourself cooking like it’s exam season again. Plans are made to eat at their favourite places. Their rooms are transformed overnight into disaster zones. Suitcases spill open, clothes occupy three chairs, and chargers dangle from every plug point like temple garlands. They treat the house like a hostel except the hostel is run by parents who provide free food and Wi-Fi. You are delighted they are home, of course, but you also remember exactly why you celebrated just a little when they first left. And then, just as suddenly, they leave again. The fridge is full once more, the beds are neatly made, the silence is back, sharper this time, because it follows a burst of chaos. How do parents cope? By keeping themselves very busy. By not making the absence into a headline. By slowly rediscovering that life can be full in other ways : through work, travel, friends, or just the quiet comfort of routine. And how often do you think of them? Every day. Sometimes in a wave of nostalgia, sometimes just in passing ,like a dose joint you always went to or the smell of fresh laundry. Children leave, yes. But they live rent-free in your head and like most tenants in Bangalore, they’re never really leaving. All in jest folks !

Submissions are closed. Thanks to everyone who supported, we have received brilliant humour stories from 32 countries. I'll be sending out decisions by Aug end or early Sept. @BareBonesLLP and I cannot wait to share with y'all literary humour in its many hues. In print. 📚

@thetribunechd Thank you so much for publishing my piece

#Chandigarh’s Preeti Talwar longs for the unhurried times of #childhood spent in #Meerut. Only in #Shaharnama at The Tribune @thetribunechd Share stories, incidents, moments that define your city not exceeding 150 words at shaharnama@tribunemail.com tribuneindia.com/news/shaharnam…

#article#audioboo#happiness#voice#echoesk#audible#spotify#kobo @NyraPublishers

@ankit_raj01 You are welcome

@ankit_raj01 Interesting Read

I would love it if you read my story about a group of small town teenage boys discovering their love for literature in an ashram library and embarking on a quest to nail a book thief. "The Boys Who Lived" is based on memories of my hometown. Link in comments. 1/2

Preeti Talwar @AkTalwar1 finds Chandigarh’s beauty like a crisp white shirt — clean, elegant & timeless. Only in #Shaharnama at @thetribunechd Share stories, incidents, moments that define your city not exceeding 150 words at shaharnama@tribunemail.com tribuneindia.com/news/chandigar…

My poem ‘Trine’ was recently published in Coffee and Conversation magazine! Thanks to the editor Shikha!

I went back to my first love, #vss & wrote tweet length stories on the prompts for the #9forNavaratri challenge. The prompts were challenging, but I had such a good time that I didn't miss even one prompt. Thank you @Sudhasubraman for introducing this to me

@pleomorphic2 @NinaMD1 @authorsudha @srilatha91 @Sudhasubraman @SridharViji @AkTalwar1 @whirlwindtots Thank you for these awesome prompts! These 10 days have been nothing short of a creative rejuvenation! In the mornings when I saw them, some of them sparked ideas right away and some took till afternoon to manifest, but all of them have been near and dear to my heart 💖

“Let’s discuss this soon.” “Soon is arbitrary. Let’s say, Sunday the 5th?” “Sunday?” “Yes. Sunday the 5th at 6 pm at India Coffee House!” “Aa What?” “And we will talk about your project, goals and deadlines.” “You are a pukka taskmaster!” #Pukka #9forNavaratri

She has waited months for the man in khaki to stop at her gate and hand her the letter filled with words of love, longing and desire. Today, he stops and gives her a card. She flips it over. “Happy New Year,” it says. Beside the man of her dreams is someone else. #9forNavaratri

@MitraSamal Difficult to think of life after retiring

After thirty years of devoted service, when he was forced to retire, he didn’t know what to do with his life. In moments of solitude, he would don his khaki uniform, reminiscing the fierce passion of his younger days. #9forNavaratri

@srilatha91 Reality of life, girl's father back bent under loans♥️