The chilling winter air squirms up my spine making me shudder. I continue to crawl on the freezing, cottony white snow bed. I’m unable to
Category: Flash Fiction
When I Left Behind a Piece of My Heart
I step out of the house, reminding myself that the worst is over now. The farewell that I had been dreading has been dealt with.
The Gambit
The fierce sun blades that had seared through the rich cobalt of the morning sky to singe the exposed parts of my face, were now
Thou Shall Sleep No More!
I place the taper with a gentle hand on the smooth surface of the wooden table, scarred with wax, testament to the hours I have
Not a Fly on the Wall
The roof is as high as a minaret. Through my weary, damp eyes, I look around myself. A room just wide enough to hold two
The Blindfolded Game
With that acerbic twitch on your lips, you let yourself be blindfolded and ushered into the room that is going to be your abode for
Quest for Survival
We were tiny bacteria, growing up in the warm country of a petri-dish, on a smooth culture medium. Our culture was helping us grow, and
The Tussle With The Demon
Hues of orange painted the sky. I freed myself of the stained blanket and locked myself in the damp haven. The jingling of bells and
Life’s Crepuscule
Hidden in the mystic oblivionLies my woeful verity taciturn The breeze around me has calmed down considerably as the sanguine skies settle into the twinkling
The Real Hero
They say that life is beautiful and tough at the same time. You need to find what suits you the best and only you know
The Wailing Castle
Life as a paranormal investigator, sure ain’t a cakewalk. But I stood firm on my unyielding resolve. Based on my immaculate and efficient track record,
A Rabbit Riding a Wolf
“Where are you headed, my friend?” Appearing from nowhere, Wollu, the wolf surprised Rubby, the rabbit. Wollu’s voice was full of sarcasm. He was salivating
The Song of the Earth
Your land weeps with you. Your parched farmland cries out for the elixir of life. Your beloved soil is arid and wounded, ceding to its
The Cosmic Collaboration
It was happening again, three stars as a triangle next to the full moon. Shreya looked at the sky. This was the fourth time she
Life In A Full Circle
I sat down to teach myself how to design, cut, and stitch dresses. I became a tailor. I sewed clothes not just for living, but