“What is wrong with bhau*? Why would he send a newbie on this all-important expedition?” Bantu fumed. His accomplice, Dhondu too was against this idea
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.
The Dark Adventure
Caves passed one by one, long and narrow, Cooing aloud the kids welcomed every tunnel, Continuing to sway and chirp as a sparrow, Clapping their
Miracle or Magic
Shanta upturned every container in the house. Not a grain was left. Her sons aged eleven and seven, would wake up any time now and
In Those Nocturnal Lanes
Twelve times heavily the clock strikes, Yet, not a soul I see in view, ‘A lousy night,’ I cry in rue! Songs stop playing on
The Important Wedding
Mr. Chopra frantically bangs at his son’s bedroom door. Finally, when the door opens, he is aghast to see his son, Sanjay, just out of
The Revenge
The difference between a planned journey and one undertaken at the spur of the moment is that the former involves meticulous planning; each and everything
And Then She Sang Till Eternity
‘Ja tose nahi bolu Kanhaiya….. Ja ,ja tose nahi bolu.. Kanhaiya…..ja ja tose nahi…jaaaa…tose nahi bollluuu kanhaiyaaaa…’ Archana heaved a sigh of relief as she
Ageing Gracefully
Age is nothing but a simple number, Brought into force by none other than us. Caring thoroughly for physique and fitness, Does make one feel
The Stranger
Anshul hopped out of his office at 4 pm. No sooner than the elevator approached the ninth floor and its doors opened, Anshul jumped in,
Sibling Rivalry
Why did this calamity in the form of a younger sibling have to befall me? My mother’s enchanting smile had vanished, and Dad had stopped
The Family Tradition
Sheena rested her head on Siddarth’s chest, caressing his beard. He engulfed her into a warm embrace. “Ouch! This locket is going to pierce into
The Fluorescent Green Shirt
If one can define something as phenomenally difficult in this world, then I must say it is being subjected to an interrogation by the cops.
The Red Scar
Winter in Philadelphia had set in with much intensity, probably this year. There had been a volley of cold wind blowing right from the afternoon
The Shadow of Poverty
Kedar pulled his quilt over his head and tried hard to shoo away the dark shadow, ‘Why is it still haunting me?” he gasped for
Faithful Chakkee
The cute white pomeranian smiled at Chakkee She implored him to tell his name. Chakkee squirmed in humiliation. Why on earth did his obstreperous mistress
Match and Mismatch
It was a Thursday, one of the busiest days at the office. With a rumbling stomach, Mohan walked towards the dining hall during his lunch
Memories that Never Fade
He came crawling Into our life one day. He saw us and smiled, Conquering our hearts. Then his fragile frame With needles pricked, lay, Lifeless
The Retribution
The soporific rhythm of the anklet bells wafted in the air. Samyukta could feel the flowing sound fall into her ears like drops of honey.
The Blame Game
I couldn’t stop admiring my diamond choker in the mirror when I experienced a judder. “I told you that I would set the alarm. Look,