Category: QuinTale-11

“Mayur, you will get late for the office. Hurry up!”  Mrs. Shukla was shouting on the top of her lungs, it was his first day at job. Mrs.Shukla was a Read More

The relentless downpour continued to pound the city for the third consecutive day. Normal life was thrown out of gear. However, none of this seemed to matter to Geeta as Read More

He gave a cursory glance to the data on the screen, cross-checking the list.  He had to undergo a lot of training, but come what may, he had to make Read More

Late Night, She struggled to keep balance but her legs weren’t helping right-left they swayed. Each step felt like climbing a hill. After downing bottles of Vodka and sniffing the Read More

She read the mail again today. Unfortunately, your article does not qualify to be published in our journal. We appreciate your effort and look forward to having more work coming Read More

I entered the coffee shop looking for a woman dressed in a green saree. She told me she would wear one, the one with a golden border, the one I Read More

The soldiers barged into the area shortly after a blast. Stomping around, clacking on the broken twigs, stepping on the dry leaves, the soldiers were heard shouting over every sound Read More

“Rashmi, get ready. I got free from the office. Let’s go for your favorite movie. The next show timing is 6.40 pm so just hurry up,” said an excited Raghav.  Read More

Mini was a happy child, she was loved and pampered by everyone in her family. She lived in a lovely house with a beautiful well manicured garden which had a Read More

“Excuse me, can you please tell me where can I find Ms Shalini.” “Hello, is it me you’re looking for?” A voice from behind, left Meena startled. “Oh yes, I Read More

“Vikram, how’s it going?” “Raman, all good, by god’s grace. Hope all is well with you too?”  “Yes, yes! Chalo*, see you later.” Bidding goodbye, Vikram smiled. Lighting the diya*, Read More

It was a cold winter morning, when she woke up with a start. She touched the bedside clock which announced 4.30 am. An unexplained unease kept her awake. She got Read More

The caravan was on its journey. Just in front of her in cages were wolves, jackals, hyenas. Thilda was petrified. With sizes so big, they would devour her in one Read More

You know, generally no one likes to talk about me. Half the population in the world is happy to have me, the remaining half enjoys looking at me. I come Read More

Nestled between picturesque jade hills that cocoon a small harbour, the village of Portbal* on the Scottish coast, presents a sleepy countenance. Approachable by a slim road that hugs the Read More