The pangs were for real. She couldn’t contain her hunger for long. Where was she to look for her meal? The premise had nothing to
Author: Aparna Nagda
Dr. Aparna Salvi Nagda is a Mumbai based Consulting Homeopath. She also co-runs an educational institute for the academic needs of young minds. Currently she is seriously pursuing her childhood passion for writing.
Tea, Me and She
It brewed and brewed. The aroma wafted through the kitchen, and wandered its way through the back door into the farm. Charles was busy rousing
Pristine White
The sea reflected the full moon. A low tide hummed gently to lure the reflection. Women happily chirped inside the cottage. “The red saree, dear.
Revamped Fairytale
“Yucks!! It’s sheer disgrace to have her in our school!” “More of, to have her in our group for the annual day play.” “Lionna, you
Susp’ENDED
Wise and witty, the stories do give you a peek into the author’s convoluted brain for nothing in the stories is direct and predictable.
Love Story
Life was happening happily. In the abyss of her thoughts, deep buried in the vaults of imagination, I lay. Overgrown mane of expression, blemishes of
The Auxiliary
About a dozen boys, between the ages of eight and fourteen, were jeering at him. He in turn was making the situation worse for himself
Give me Some Time
Sparkling clean water splashed into the tub. The tub’s bright yellow color reflected various hues in its shimmering liquid. Trisha with her little chubby fingers
Born Out of a Chance
“Nobody wants to make a documentary these days!” I scowl at Mai, for no fault of hers. “All they want is an item song, a
Dingy Shadows
“Sumitraaaaaa…….” His raspy voice, send a chill down her lean, tall spine. Hurriedly, she went to open the door, on the way toppling on Bunty’s
Molly the Star
The night sky was a dark blank sheet. Molly, the mole, from the grassy knoll propped up her head, waiting for her favourite stars to
The Bride I Longed For
I was still a thief when I met Shimona, and though I was only twenty, I was an experienced and fairly successful hand. Pick-pocketing being
Immortal for a Moment: Small Answers To Big Questions About Life, Love And Letting Go
Go grab it, for it’s the perfect oiling and overhaul for rusted machinery called moron mind. It’s a way to enjoy being IMMORTAL within a MORTAL life! Leaving you with an excerpt on parenting, I loved most:
‘One of the biggest lies of parenting is that parents are always right. The second lie is that it is the children’s responsibility to make their parents happy when they grow up.’
Mutilated Version
Zainab adjusted her hijjab and kneeled down to seek blessings. Once the forehead touched the ground, it gave away the air of being someone. Prostration
Credit is all I Need
He reads me. He reads me religiously every day. He worships me like the Bhagwad Gita. It is a pious ritual to visit the temple
The Secret Chamber
Tick Tock Tick Tock….the clock is ticking on the wall or under my ribcage? The pounding heart might just break the rigid barriers of its
