Grandpa’s eyes twinkled, “So why are you looking so gloomy? At your age I was such a strapping young man who only spread cheer around.
Author: Raj Kumar
Raj Kumar hates describing himself, as he feels it puts him in a pigeonhole and sets up certain expectations. He would prefer being known as a liberated soul, a seeker, and a lifelong learner. An alumnus of IIM-Indore and IISWBM-Kolkata, he had also attended IIM-Calcutta. He has worked with large corporates both in the public and private sectors He loves to freelance as a literary consultant, and a writer. When he is not busy reading, writing, or working on his debut thriller; not necessarily in that order; he loves to spend time with his wife and son.
The Journey of Life
Dadar Station was as crowded as ever, even in the wee hours of the morning. Susan, my efficient secretary, was puzzled when I had asked
The Runaway Couple
Parvati Devi was miffed. She walked up to the balcony where Sharma Ji was sitting. Sitting as peaceful as a Tibetan monk, though on a
The Umbrella Murders
The visitor was dressed in a T-shirt and jeans, and smelt of expensive perfume. The visitor’s presence in such a squalid Lower-Income Group locality
The Night Drive
Abdul was our family driver. His age was indeterminate, though he looked old. Fair complexioned, he had a flowing snow-white beard and could have passed