“Why have you come to me?” “Who are you?” “Why have you come at such an hour?” She fires a plethora of questions without waiting
Category: Chromatic
Rainbow Road
The milling machine peeled the cracked aging asphalt ruthlessly. A new veneer was to be laid on top of the gravel and stone dust base
Desire, the Nightmare
The End “Still alive? Princess Rudravalli,” King Lankeshan howled and crushed the glass of wine in his fist. “Your majesty,” Poorni ran to his rescue.
Parallel Lines
“I am going to wear a pink lehenga,” announced Kritika. “You have all your life to wear your favourite colour. Wear red at your wedding,
The Curse of the Green Fairy
She will always know… “I’m pleased with your effort.” “Thank you, Beryl.” “No one must know our little secret, alright? By the way… she’s beautiful…”
The Missing Pink Frills
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Aaaarrrgh!!” Chirag wakes up perspiring profusely. Rivulets of sweat fall across his forehead and temples soaking his brows and sideburns. He
Chocolate Papa
I found him sitting inside the manager’s office, wearing the same old chocolate brown trousers, a white shirt and a brown cap. He seemed angry
Me, Myself, and My Pink World
An interviewer sat next to Ms. Pink, eagerly waiting to hear everything that she had to say. Ms. Pink, a fashionista, about five feet, six
Photophobia
The room was pitch dark. It flew. Like his pet owl taking silent flight. He caught the movement from the corner of his eye. The
A Golden Awakening
(That day, 02nd January, 2019 02:02:02 hrs)… The pale crescent moon shone like a silver claw against the night skies. Kaavya was cradling on her
The Not-so-Lacklustre Life of JPG
JPG’s mood slumps when the peon informs him to meet the boss. The peon’s crooked smile, exposing his turbid teeth, screams: something isn’t right. Only
The Saffron Surge
Dushyant’s father loved saffron and everything associated with the colour for as long as he could remember in his fourteen-year-old life. The walls of their
Blue no More
It was Heavenly! The bright blue Aegean sea spread into infinity… till it reached the cerulean sky and the twain kissed each other like long
The Quest for Gold
“Mom, I want to participate in the marathon,” announced my eight year old daughter before heading for her afternoon siesta. Now, that would ordinarily make mothers
Black ‘Magic’
Krishna looked at herself in the full-length mirror. Her dusky skin set off the shimmering golden-colored short dress to perfection. The delicate gold chain with
Absence of Colour
The sun beats down on him as Aryak pedals the cycle systematically on the Ashoka Road in Delhi. Push. Rest. Push. Rest. He chants the
Fifty Shades of Grisaille
“Good morning, Mr. Iyer! Major Raghav is here to see you,” my secretary Nila, announced. My buddy from my army days! I welcomed Raghav in.
Hoary Longings
The main events took place in Rangoon, Burma (Myanmar) on 7–8thJuly 1962. On 7thJuly 1962, the military regime violently suppressed a student demonstration at Rangoon University attended by some
Bleeding Hearts
Prologue Melancholic notes echoed in the eerie silence. Lana’s blood-red eyes matched her dress. A year after her husband’s death, she had finally picked up
The Sanguine Kaleidoscope
The warm infusion of the brink pink She was the intoxication transcending a drink The tiny by-lane in the dark, bustling leather industry of Dharavi,
Purplemania
“Steph! Wake up, lazybones!” “Just a little more, Mom. Let me doze just a litt…le mo…re.” “Don’t you have a meeting today at 10:00?” Jesus