The ticker went down. His heartbeats went up. The bulls in the stock market were blazing infernos for most of the year, creating daily records.
Author: Smita Jain
Smita Das Jain is the author of ' A Slice of Life: Every Person Has A Story' and 'The Lost Identity.' She lives in Gurugram, India, with her rockstar husband and adorable daughter. Details about her work can be found on www.smitaswritepen.com. She can also be reached on Twitter @SmitaDasJain1, Facebook @smita.dasjain and Instagram @smitadjain.
Leap of Faith
She stood at the edge of where heaven gave way to earth and gazed at the sky. The otherwise blue horizon was shrouded with dark
Things My Mother Gave Me
The eyes and the pout. That’s one of the first things my mother gave me. “Shalini has gone on me,” she didn’t tire of saying
Too Hot a Bot
I flip through the Netflix catalogue with a Pina colada in one hand and the TV remote in the other, not knowing what to do
Stars in the Sky
Tonight I lie on the bed as my husband, Sanket, enters inside me. The tide of emotions rising and ebbing inside me escape through the
You, Me and Her
There were three of us in this marriage. Even before we took the saat-pheras around the holy fire to become one. You were honest and
It Starts With Us
Present Day Herbert It starts with us. It starts with us. You wake up from your deep slumber. You prefer sleep but can’t help it
The Consent
I was her favourite child. Even though I wasn’t her own. I first met her as a seven-year-old. She was sitting in the living room
Throwback to History
“It doesn’t make sense,” Mayank said to Maneka. Maneka’s expectant smile faded. She had brought the latest story to her husband for his approbation. “Ohh,”
The Anatomy of Choice
The Anatomy of Choice is a unique book with strong female characters that one must surely read.
Rainbow is my Colour
The orange ball appeared in the black sky and started to colour the earth with its hue. The chirps of the birds leaving their nests
Rainbow in the Sky
The sky appeared ominous in brown without a tinge of blue. The howls and growls of the wind reverberated in the ears. The parched summer
A Tale of Words That Lie
I wake up earlier than the sun and am at the writing desk without washing my face. The laptop screen illuminates my frontage as I
The Wedding Dance
“May I have a dance with you?” He went down on one knee and asked the lady in red. There were gasps and murmurs from
For a Better World
I was scared of noise till I went deaf. That is what Mama told me. My mother gave birth to me in a dark and
Top of the World
Dark clouds pierced the veil of the horizon and unleashed their fury on earth. The howling wind produced a cacophony in the ears. Somewhere, a
The Long Ride Home
Nina felt she was in a dream until an explosion reverberated through the air, and their car screeched to a halt. Sitting on the driver’s
All’s Fair in Love
Sitting on my magnificent throne in Lankapura, the crowning jewel of my Asura kingdom not long ago, my eyes wander around the empty durbar. The
Everything Different About Me
The curtains are drawn. “Good Morning,” my mother says as the golden hues of the sun reach my eyes. “Abababab,” I reply, covering my face
Guided Missiles, Misguided Men
The waves caressed the boulders on the way before dancing to the shore. The yellow ball of fire scorched the ground beneath its feet. The