Orange Stories

Hello folks, How are you doing? This lockdown is tiresome, right? But life is all about optimism. Soon every thing will be fine, life will be on the same old track and we will be busy again. But there is a lot you can do in this lockdown too. Binge my stories ! Here is another original   story for you. Go ahead!  Happy reading ♥️ THE STORY … "Wake up Zainab, its almost 3:45. You'll miss suhoor. If you don't wake up I'll  not allow you to do the fasting …" Oh! The fast, I was supposed to wake up for the pre dawn meal. "Zainaaaab ..." I could sense a slight impatience in my mother's voice.  Aaha!   I could smell something warm and delicious. I threw my self out and ran to the kitchen. Before I could entre, I stumbled upon mom. "Watch your steps, beta. How many times have I told you not to run?" " Ammi , I'll also do the fasting …" "Then go and wash up yourself ..." before she could complete her ...

Namaste! Sorry for the late post guys. I have been busy with my semester exams. But better late then never. Well, here is a fiction story for you. But this may be the story of every second person belonging to septuagenarians'  category. We often feel irksome around elderly people. So, today I have dedicated this story to all the old generation folks. I have kept it short . Hopefully, you'll enjoy reading this. Share if you like and show your love by commenting. Happy reading ♥️ THE STORY … The armchair creaked as I stood to close the window. Before I could reach for it, the wind threw it open and a huge volume of cold air made its way inside my warm room. My face was hit by the chilled air. Yes, that stung but my face refused to move back. I closed my eyes. I inhaled as much air as I could, paused for a while and exhaled slowly. I wanted more of it.  My nose and ears started getting numb. I pushed my thoughts away and clos...

Hello readers, Time for a new story ! But wait. This is not a regular story. This is just an experience that I got a few months back. This is a kind of journal story . You may get some information from this story , therefore I chose to write this. Before writing this, I googled for some information. Read, enjoy and share!  Happy learning  ❤ THE STORY … "May I have your attention please, train no. 15013 Jaisalmer to Kathgodam Ranikhet express, scheduled to arrive at 9:10 pm is running late by 1 hour 15 minutes ..." and remaining I didn't care to listen because my train was late by a whole one hour and an exasperating 15 minutes! I dragged my bag reluctantly and found a niche to sit. I took my phone out and started scrolling through my gallery. "Excuse me..." I looked up from my phone to check if it was meant for me. An elderly person (whose countenance was resembling Jackie Chan) was glancing towards me. "Yes, how can I help?" ...

Hi everyone, Since you have been reading and supporting so much, I feel obliged to do this. Some of my readers suggested me to write something impactful on a serious social issue. So I have come up with a short story . Share this story if you agree. Happy reading ♥️ THE STORY … "Hanuman, you know it right, where to deliver this?" "Yes, Lord. I have stamped the address in my mind. I'll deliver it exactly where you want." "Good. I trust you. Let me read it once again. I have heard that you get trolled a lot even for a slightest mistake. Don't know what has happened to people these days ..." Dear child Narendra, I tried to connect you many times but due to some unknown reasons I couldn't convey my message to you. I guess I'll have to talk to my colleague gods so that we can also develop a communication system like humans. That small big thing that you keep in your pocket is pretty cool.   Well I have a very crucial thi...

Hey readers! Here's another true story  for you. This one is a love story that may leave you in awe. I just wanted to share this story with you because this story is about a very near and dear one.  Happy Reading ♥️ THE STORY ... "No, don't!" I was startled by her voice. She took the boulder that I had lifted over upto my forehead and kept it aside. "How will I crack this dadi?" I pouted and held the walnut to show her. I was just six. She took my walnut, smacked it thrice on the same boulder and to my astonishment, it cracked open! My walnut! She could see the joy on my face. She stood up and went somewhere inside (I don't know to which corner of house because I  was busy eating the recently cracked thing) to come back with a handful of walnuts. Wow!! More walnuts!! I dropped what I had in my hands and reached for the new ones with my eyes wide open spilling the sudden surge of happiness. DADI. It should be an epithet for patience,...

Hey there, this is my first story on this blog. This is a true story inspired by an episode of my life. I chose to write about this because I wanted to give you a hint of how it feels if you don't open up to your parents about your dreams and aims in life at right point of time.   Hopefully, this will be an inspirational story  that will inspire you to talk to your parents about anything you wish to talk about. Happy Reading ♥️ THE STORY … Everyone was glued to the computer screen as if someone would show up and say "Hey!!! Your work is done. You have shattered her dreams. Congratulations!!!" I rolled my eyes at the screen and informed (myself more than everybody around) about the mail being received by the person on the other end. I stood up, saw the needles of clock (it was 11 past something at night) and I went to bed. I could hear my siblings chattering and my parents muttering in the room. Finding it unbearable, I chose to put a pillow ov...