Jayesh BhardwajA Sketch In Time, A Smile DivineI preferred sitting in the last row, almost always, except on occasions when the professor would take issue with the folks hiding in those…Mar 2, 20181Mar 2, 20181
Jayesh BhardwajDear Mom’s Home-Cooked Food,Or as some of us call you in Hindi ‘Ghar ka Khana’Feb 16, 20183Feb 16, 20183
Jayesh Bhardwajinthe CafeA Fruit For ThoughtI had been wandering around for a while on the street, silently taking in the hubbub and music of life around me. If I had to state one…Feb 14, 2018Feb 14, 2018
Jayesh BhardwajA Sweet Rendezvous With Bitter realityI met the two girls, Radha and Munni, on one of my food trails that I often go on when my heart longs for a good walk and has been…Feb 10, 2018Feb 10, 2018
Jayesh Bhardwajinthe CafeYellow“Are you even listening to me? What are you thinking about?”Feb 7, 20181Feb 7, 20181
Jayesh BhardwajThe God of cat, milk and other small thingsThis story was submitted to the TOI Write India Contest 2018 for Jan. The first paragraph was the prompt provided to authors to spin a…Feb 1, 20181Feb 1, 20181
Jayesh Bhardwajinthe CafeAn Ode to IdlenessDisclaimer : None of what has been written below, is going to add value to your life, or improve you as a human being, or make your time…Jan 10, 20181Jan 10, 20181
Jayesh BhardwajLaw of averages“That’s it, time’s up!”, Mrs Rao’s commanding voice echoed across the room sending shivers down everyone’s spine.Jan 2, 2018Jan 2, 2018
Jayesh BhardwajYours LovinglyShe entered the room quietly, put the cup of tea on my table and was about to turn away and go.Apr 18, 2017Apr 18, 2017
