3rd Oct 2022 Present day 6.30 am The orange-yellow, newly erected, temporary Puja Pandal at the busy crossing in Gurgaon, looks resplendent as it competes
Category: QuinTale-23
Daisy’s Dilemma
Daisy was caught in a catch-22 situation. She loved Robin yet, somehow, she couldn’t convince her soul to give in to his wish. No, not
Blame it on the Crossroads
Crossroads… one of the worst places to be at. How I hated indecisive people! And yet, here I was. Never had I deliberated over my
The Executioner
He was the executioner. The robber of life. The giver of death. *** The king had announced yet another death punishment. The criminal was a
A Handful of Plumerias
The wind had whispered a secret last evening but I already knew. For the first time in years, I had seen little buds sprouting on
Coming Out of the Closet
“Because I love her!”. His voice reverberated in my head. I tried sleeping on my tummy with my pillow over the head. But those words
A Son’s Impediment
It was 5AM when Aarav’s mobile rang. An early morning call always panicked him. His dad wasn’t keeping well since the past one week. “Hello,
A Kind Act
The morning light scattered through the white lace curtains, the only luxury in the sparsely furnished room. The bare turquoise walls feebly tried to lift
A Nebulous Episode
I sit patiently in the car with my fingers drumming on the steering wheel; their tempo increasing with every passing second – okay, so maybe
Head or Heart
From the large glass window of my office cubicle, I sit watching the snow fall outside. It’s warm in here, thanks to the central heating
A 2000 Tribulation
I was jolting in a bus; so were my thoughts. ‘This government has lost its mind. Demonetization is another issue. But introducing two thousand rupees
Scarlet Light
I see him every day or rather early morning. He halts his car and doesn’t move even when indicated. I know he lives in the
New Beginnings or Rekindling Lost Hopes
It’s him! I told you Riya not to call him. He is not the right guy for you, I told you at that time also
Arsenic and Old Lace
The old woman dropped her purse as she fell, spilling its contents all over the sidewalk. He rushed to help her, stopping short when he saw
Country Roads, Take Me Home
25 October 2019, Kupwara, Indian-administered Kashmir. Slithering through the endless roadblocks and carefully avoiding the prominent military check posts, I furtively moved towards the bus
Knight on a Red Bicycle
At precisely 9.45 am, Nia left her home. She walked across the crossroad to the bus stop. The lone bus operating on this route was
The Last Entry
I am a writer, or atleast I think I am. Anyway, this time my conundrum is – the deadline is fast approaching and my characters
Heart-Mind Junction
“Are you sure, you want to participate for this event?” asked the Doctor looking at the X- Ray. “Yes, very much doctor. I have been
