Ajit and Anupama were a real sweetheart. Both were intellectual and smart. They were clear about their needs and goals. Yet they were very different
Category: Flash Fiction
I, Me, Myself
I was always looking for what I seek. I say it in present continuous tense as what I search for plays hide and seek. My
Seeking The Goddess
Soumya stood beside the rock and thought about the strange dream. She had spent hours trying to decipher its meaning. In the dream, she had
A Leap of Fate
Bhuvan wearily threw his axe down and sat under a tree. After laboriously cutting wood for quite some hours, finally for the day he was
Yama’s Downtime
Not many immortals dared do that, but Yama, the God of Death at the moment was filled to the brim. It was not like somebody
Samantha’s tale
She, Samantha, fought with all, young, and old. In her house, the crockery, shook with terror, till knocked out cold. The neighbors shook their heads
Poetry in prose or Prose in poetry
‘Cling,’ the message notification jolted me from my sleep. Rummaging through the bedsheets I found my handset under a heap. ‘Have you started writing for
On A Moonlit Night
One night, when the moon had started her journey across the sky, the short and stout Mr. Portly, thought, ‘Let me go to see, if
My Four O’Clock Vigil
I watched the road from my perch on the garden wall. The neighbourhood had bestowed upon me the title of Mr. Know-it-all. Every day, an
From Ominous to Luminous
“You’re a shame to our breed,” purred Fluffy. “No wonder humans hate you,” spat Kitty. “Have you ever looked at yourself in a mirror?” smirked
Embrace Life
“Go away! Leave me alone!” “No, I can’t. Rather, I won’t.” “Please! I’m in no mood to talk.” No matter what she says, I won’t
Dreams Come True
“Dream big! Follow your dreams till the end of the world. Age should be no hindrance to realize your dreams but most importantly, share your
Sundari Rocks on Career Day
“Sundari! Why have you messed up Amma’s cupboard? What are you searching for?” asked her father. All the clothes and knick-knacks were scattered on the
A Helping Hand
Dust motes danced in the air as weak sunlight filtered in from the chink in the curtains. Dawn had finally broken, ending the horrors of
Beauty Dwells Within
Shalini looked at her image in the mirror. She looked resplendent in the blue saree. The simple accessories and minimal makeup added to
The EXTRA Ingredient
The stage was set. Floral hues emanated from the string of marigolds interspersed by red and white roses dancing to a collective festive tune. A
Filterless
The door opened and she stepped out — barely recognisable in her new avatar. Alyssa’s dream of becoming a model had finally come true. She
