The matriarch, Sunehri, squared her shoulders as the impending exodus loomed. A sense of melancholy washed over her as she recalled the words. The place
Author: Natasha Sharma
Natasha Sharma is a voracious consumer of the written word, who always has a book (or a Kindle, keeping with times) by her side that she devours. She is, by profession, a freelancing software developer. Natasha moonlights as a writer where her humorous side seeps through her words. She is inclined towards short stories, but secretly harbours a dream of writing a novel. She hosts her stories at the following link: https://awetnose.wordpress.com/2020/08/26/girl-in-the-mirror/
Absence of Colour
The sun beats down on him as Aryak pedals the cycle systematically on the Ashoka Road in Delhi. Push. Rest. Push. Rest. He chants the
Illusion of Love
Chapter 1: Chook goes the train. The wind ruffles her silky black hair, and the loose tendrils settle around her heart-shaped, flawless face. Rhea looks
Home Isn’t a Place, But a Feeling
April 2010, Nashik. The agent shuffled his feet, pawing the ground. His visage was a study in embarrassment. “Madamji, the owner has declined. He isn’t
The Toggle
The unit beeped twice, signalling activation. In excitement, she raised her palm for a high-five, only for the joy to instantly crash when reality struck.
Sleep, My Fair Child
The tree provides interim umbrage as the car parks under it. Its headlights illuminate the circle of mist enveloping the forest bed, with its canopy
Illuminate Within
ChandriyaVana, 05.45 AM. The aroma of the besan ladoos infiltrates his nostrils, pushing him to the land of the living. He jerks his hands. Nope.
The Will to Live.
The armchair-cum-wheelchair had lost its stuffing, and I was sinking in it. Just like my life; if it weren’t for Jehaan, my partner in all
Embers From The Same Fire
Samsara. Camels. Ships of the deserts. Objects of my unwavering affection. They, strangely, do not top most people’s list of favourite animals, but then I’m
Soul Kintsugi-ng
My kitchen window overlooked the street. I watched as our new neighbours walked across to the bus stop. They had been recently married and were
Much Ado Over a Var
Naradmuni. I couldn’t check my WhatsApp messages. The networks were down, and the towers, destroyed. Everyone around me examined their devices in vain. The data
Hope Factory
Somewhere between the heaven and earth. Nireeksha frowned, it partitioned her glabella. Her mouth was pinched with her face setting into a sour expression. Christmas
Aaj Mere Virus Ki Shaadi Hai, Yaaron
Virus spread far and wide, eliminating everything standing in her way. She was on a quest to eradicate. Annihilation was the sole condition. It was
Death Comes Before a Fall
Yamraj was happy, it had been a good day, no goof-ups at all, everything went smoothly. He slid off his water buffalo, Paundraka, patted him
Objects in the mirror are inverted
The table shuddered under the impact of the fist. The cups and saucers shook violently. The room reverberated with the echoes. The violence spread across
Sardaron ka sar, Hinduon ka zar
22nd November 1947, Srinagar. Surrounded by the Himalayas and the Pir Panjal range, Srinagar valley was an idyllic yet bustling town. Shikaras dotted the city
Ethics Educator
I open my black book with delight, penning details about the 21st sinner. I pause to gaze out of the window at the mountains. They
A Love by Any Other Name
The metal rods in the jail taunted her, yelled abuses. They were in tandem with the noise pollution around her. Women were weeping or screaming
The Transformation
08.30 AM. “The passenger manifest reports 145 passengers, almost full capacity. We have a flyer with a Service dog in the flight,” the stewardess informed
The Pursuit of Moksha
The Pursuit of Moksha. Moksha Bhavan, Varanasi. The doorbell rang impatiently. Ting-tong. Ting-tong. Ting-tong. It urged the inhabitants within to hurry. But the days of
By the Pricking of My Thumb
Lakeview Camping Grounds. Six months ago. The rain had tapered off by the time dawn broke through. It left a heavy mist in its wake,