When there’s a knock at the door on a Saturday afternoon, Hanako isn’t expecting a small child on the other side. It is, however, exactly
Category: Short Stories
From Darkness to Breaking Dawn
LATE SEPTEMBER, 1945 MOSCOW, USSR – The Soviet Security Office Headquarters “Holy shit!” boomed a high-pitched voice. “Far-fetched. I doubt this would work,” wondered another.
All The King’s Men Couldn’t Put Humpty Together Again
Prayers “No one can hear you, speak louder,” roared Katashi as he slammed his cup on the low table, spilling tea on the wooden surface.
The Piper Of Duntrune
Present Day Argyll and Bute Gregor Lambert sat hunched over his glass of whiskey at the rapidly emptying bar. It was late, but he had
Unearthing the Forgotten
In the heart of Angkor Thom, located in present-day Cambodia, ancient temples whispered their tales and lush greenery embraced the land. Here, Malina, a gravedigger,
Connected Pieces of a Puzzle
25th October, 1992, Bombay. The city was reeling under the sweltering October heat. Even the early morning sun chose to show its intensity. The Celsius
And She Smiled Again
The streets and gullies had started looking cleaner. Sweepers were at work diligently, with vats getting cleaned once every two days. Road repairs were also
Misfortune
Horus was born in Egypt as a male biologically but found solace in portraying himself as a female. Feminine traits came naturally. When his mother
Professional Mourner For Hire
The wind gusted through the branches. Brinda’s head throbbed as she found her way through the crowded alley. Commuters honked incessantly. Ladles clanked against the
The Nutritionist And The Artist
“This is Shiso. You see the sprouts in the sapling? These can be used as garnish, along with the leaves. The flower buds, when pickled,
Joy of Motherhood
The story is based on the poem “Morning Song” by Sylvia Plath. Motherhood is a beautiful boon, they say. It is the most beautiful and
Impurrfect Love
The long-winding steps to Mount Olympus were a punishment in themselves. I trudged over the fat-burning-travesty to ‘meet’ Zeus while lugging my bow and quiver
In search of happiness
With it’s deafening siren, the ambulance approached the Chayya home for the aged and destitutes. Helpers Pralhad and Dinesh swung into action and lifted Tara
The Daffodils Bloomed
The tires screeched as they hit the gravel. Abhay jerked forward. The seat belt prevented his head from hitting the steering wheel. Beads of sweat
The Road Less Travelled
(The narrative includes verses from the poem The Road Not Taken written by Robert Frost.) ‘Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry, I
Remembrance
“In the end, life is all about the journey we take; we look back at our past to see how we have been shaped by
The Second Chance
Life is unpredictable, they say. It is, surely! Many things happen, many relationships are formed and many of them are left broken, while some go
Leap of Faith
She stood at the edge of where heaven gave way to earth and gazed at the sky. The otherwise blue horizon was shrouded with dark
Winging It
The sun was beating down on the deck of the cruise ship as Zeynab and Angira stood next to each other, both lost in their