If I have birth another Dear mother Your womb I eagerly seek Wherein I feel safe and sound Love abound Your caressing never meek. Girl,
Author: Sudha Vishwanathan
Mrs. Sudha Viswanath, a teacher by profession, took to writing as a hobby. Many of her stories have been published in magazines. She has also contributed articles online. She is an active member of many writing groups.
Perseverance and Fortitude Pays
“There is an email from Suchi. She is coming today.” Santosh’s excited tone brought his mother Savitri rushing from the kitchen. His father, Vednarayan, who
Can Black Turn White?
I was not a black sheep by birth. My fair complexion defied that. I had my first puff and tasted liquor when I was fourteen.
The Mathematical Puzzles
“Two out of Fifty; BHASKAR, I need to see your parents on Saturday.” My 7th grade Math teacher rolled her pupils in disgust as she
The Blindfolded Game
With that acerbic twitch on your lips, you let yourself be blindfolded and ushered into the room that is going to be your abode for
Hard Work Pays
Uncle, uncle, have you any food? Yes boy, yes boy, three bags full. One for my daughter and one for my mate, And one for
The Curtain of Guilt
MARCH 16th 1971 Inspector Mukundan’s bike screeched to a halt in front of the departure gate of the Trivandrum international airport. He spotted Gopan at
The Right Verdict
“Will the beasts be penalized today?” Inspector Godbole faced the media with sangfroid as they came meticulously on the days of the trial, repeating the
He, She and Me
Adding to the uneasiness caused by the sultry Delhi weather was the revelation that my friend Arun had just made. “How can you have such
Retribution
“Collect your train tickets from the travel desk? ” My boss said with a frown that meandered through his face. A smile hardly appeared on
The Prophecy
The propitious time to ask my friend, Nitish, for the 100 rupees I squandered, heeding his advice, would be soon after his painting gets auctioned.
Infidelity
The fragrance of your costly perfume floats, Choking my heart with your unseen presence, Reminding of the loving anecdotes, Frightening me is the eerie silence,
The Resolution
As a preamble to my story, let me introduce you all to my family before we start the analysis of each member’s disposition. We are
The Brutal Act
“If it weren’t for adversities I would have never sent my fourteen-year-old daughter away.” Rukmini wiped her tears as Shalu prepared to leave with Shelar
The Forbidden Delicacy
“May I have this sweet?” Eight-year-old Bantu looked up at his mother with hope simmering in his eyes. He envisaged a smile on her lips
The Unwanted Child
Be quiet, don’t fight, lip tight! Hearing this, bright eyes turn dim, moistened rim, Tears brim, but no respite, words bite, Stern sight. Why me?
The Bridegroom With Clean Habits
Sumi marveled at the wedding reception venue. “Hey,” her friends nudged her. What are you gaping at? Yours is the next big wedding.” They giggled
The Revelation
July 25th, 1947 Chandni Chowk, Delhi. The sound of the approaching ambassador heralded the arrival of the vehicle that Nihal Sabharwal had booked to take
The Priceless Trunk
I tugged my bag under and stretched myself on the cushion seat of the Rajdhani express that I boarded from Mumbai Central to Delhi. The
The Matrimony
“It’s my life….. It’s my life…..” Bon Jovi’s voice reverberated through the restaurant. Some customers thumped their feet on the ground rhythmically. At the same