Ranta Prabha’s ‘The Doughty Immortal’ for Tale-a-thlon #FlashFiction 2. Read it here. The window for #submission closes tonight at 11:59pm, so if you’re participating, send in your #stories now.
Author: Ratna Prabha
Ratna is an ex-banker who is now dabbling in writing. She has been at it for over five years now freelancing as a ghost-writer. She hopes to make a foray into the world of writing with stories, poems, and retellings of myths and legends from across the world.
Ratna manages her personal blog https://nerdynarratives.blogspot.com/, her version of
Indian myths, legends, and folklore.
The Blue Bowl
The blue bowl was the key. It had my name embossed on it. A little crack ran through it’s middle. I was extremely attached to
Inspector Varma Investigates
The rain rattled on the tin roof of my neighbour’s house. I wished it would stop so I could hear better. But I was also
When She Cascaded From the Heavens
Bhagirath – Mission Accomplished I stood waiting with bated breath amidst the ashes abandoned for hundreds of years. She was finally coming! After centuries of
My Mother Was Right
My mother was right! My birth came in the way! Hanging my head down, shutting out the insulting jeers of the other boys, I turned
Crazy Love
“The salt please, Vinith.” My mother is next to me. Family dinner time. To cheer me up. But I’m very, very sad, angry, and confused.
Trapped and Freed
My husband had been very ill, and the doctor was insistent that we must give up living in the town. It was essential for him
The Irreversible Wrong Turn
I lay supine, the crepuscular sky reflecting the oncoming of my night! I was broken, desolate. Everyone, everything lost. There was nothing to do except
The Braveheart Rani
I stared unseeing into the endless horizon. The setting sun rendered a beautiful burst of orange-red hues across the sky. The green of the verdant
Heads I Lose, Tails You Win
Planet X, Galaxy Virgo A, 2100 CE Can we hold on until help arrives? He can read my thoughts! “Well, I can. I’m not so
The Victory Dance
The buffaloes bellowed, the boys shouted, and the birds flew shrieking from the trees. The cows bleated in agony as they saw their favourite cowherd
A Tale of Unfulfilled Love
He stared at the mirror. A beautiful woman looked back at him; her eyes filled with an unfulfilled desire. Wear that beautifully embroidered saree. Wear
Best Friends Through Storms and Rainbows
“Ammi! I am 25. I will make my own decisions. Stop interfering in my life.” “I will interfere as long as I live, you ungrateful
The Reluctant Artist
Indra watched Arjuna walk into his court; tall, muscular, handsome, confidence oozing out of his every pore. Indra, the ruler of Indralok, smiled inwardly at
The Counterfeiter : Abdul Karim Telgi and the Stamp Scam
A must-read not just for the racy narrative but also to learn how financial and legal systems work in India. I firmly believe that the more aware and vigilant the layperson becomes, the better the chances to prevent systems made by the well-intended from becoming riddled with gaping loopholes by the greedy and unscrupulous. And such books, informatively and splendidly, serve that purpose.
May I, Pretty Please?
“May I have a McD’s burger for lunch, mom?” chimed my 12-year-old as she spooned upma into her mouth, her beseeching voice sounding irresistibly endearing,
First Love
The beat of the unsteady heart; thump, thump, The power of infatuation. The goosebumps, tingles, titillations, happily confused mind in a stump, First love, a
Hope Needs a Nudge
The shrill sound of the alarm rudely awakened Rekha. She was sipping her morning tea sitting on a balcony overlooking a spectacular view of snow-capped
The Story of Ahalya
Brahma was awestruck as he looked at her for the first time. She was one of his most wondrous creations. He couldn’t help feeling a
The Trunk of Debts
Arjuna was sitting near the stream, his face contorted with miserable, helpless rage. Here the six of them were struggling in the wilderness. In Hastinapur,