Pitter-patter the rain fell outside. I lit a cigarette and looked outside the window, down at the waterlogged streets. It looked like the gloomy weather
Category: Short Stories
The Shadow Behind the Tree
It was difficult to see through the murk of that winter evening and absolute quietude had engulfed most of the village quite fast. The road
Your Time Will Come
Little Jimbo lay awake in his bed. He rolled to his right and, using a Lego brick, drew patterns on the wall. Within seconds Jimbo
Where There is a Will
It had been a very exhaustive day for Siddharth Mehra as he was interviewing a group of young men for the post of a junior
Death In Paradise
Anjuna is a quiet, laidback coastal village in Goa, and the police station does not have a busy schedule. The toughest cases they usually get
The Inheritance
They say life changes in a moment. Admittedly, it takes a long time to reach the tipping point; maybe that’s why patience is a virtue. When
The Fluorescent Green Shirt
If one can define something as phenomenally difficult in this world, then I must say it is being subjected to an interrogation by the cops.
Grammatically Correct
Author’s Note: This story is my attempt to write using the epistolary form. In an epistolary novel the story progresses through letter exchanges between characters.
One Two ka Four
Anuja checked her watch. Time to go home. She pulled Buddy. He refused to turn around. Instead, he pulled her back. ‘Bud! Again? Stop this.
Valley of Hope
‘Your services to The Indian Government as a nuclear scientist have been terminated with an immediate effect.’ The bold, italic line, in a swarm of
One Haven, Many Generations
May 14, 1954 Mr. Raju, fondly called as Raju Mama in the little township around the temple, was a middle-aged man then, when the last
Chance – The Roll of the Dice
“Call the ambulance, now” I heard the scrambled screams around. The next few scenes were a blur, they all happened at once. I helped lift
Empathy Rocks
“…..only the soul that ventilates the world with tenderness, has a chance of changing the world.” – Father Gregory Boyle. Homeboy Industries, Inc. “What did
The common man, my unsung hero
Today was the fifteenth day of our beloved Grandma’s passing away. In the evening, after tea, Grandpa had asked us to gather in his room.
What’s in a Name?
Shakespeare should have asked Diego Maradona who has been regretting his from the time he understood what it meant. The sky is overcast again. The
The Noose of Trust
29 August 2019, District Sessions Court Kshama hesitated on the first step. She had never been to a court before. Her foot faltered and slipped
Dubious Doubts
“Look, look, look, there goes Arjun for the final round!” exclaimed Riya jumping from her seat. “Even this time, he is sure to win,” she
The Journey
“We all have powers of one kind or another. But in our own way, we are all Spider-Man.” – Mary Jane Parker Her father had
THE SIMPLETON – No ‘A’ in this
”And the winner is Ravi Khanna.” The voice boomed from conical horn speakers proclaiming the judgment. The ‘mohalla’ Diwali celebrations were in full swing and
Breathless
Naika entered Metropolis College’s cafeteria balancing a stack of books on her arms. Roma, the college’s rich lass chipped in “Here come maids daughter! You