Her drink was finished. Every time the door opened, she looked up, restless and hopeful, at its latest offering. And every time a man walked in, she hoped he wouldn’t notice her or the shiny earrings she was wearing. She…
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Through my fiction I am born again
Zipping past
“India has more than 6,80,000 villages.” The text book announced. He ran his wrinkled finger along each letter making up each word that made up each sentence. He read it out loudly to himself. If he didn’t understand something, he’d…
Short story: The lock and key game
It had all been too new to him. He had spent much of his life pleasing teachers and professors and bosses and it had been easy. Score marks, turn in assignments, bring in fabulous results. But this, this was new…
A love so sorry
A flame awakens in a dark corner. It lights up a soul. That soul burns away, it feels the flame scathe it, and just as the burn heals, the soul reaches your lips. Tenderly, your lips kiss the soul and…
Stay
The day Mom sent me her profile, I used my fantastic Google skills and stumbled upon her supposedly anonymous blog. The blog was nothing but a space that she used to anonymously rant about her hunt for Mr. Right. I…
Hello, My Name is Rose…
Everyone admires me for my beauty, for the fresh, bright colour that I add to their lives. Some people notice the crinkled cut of every petal, some people notice the layers of petals that guard a secret, but almost…
Empty Glasses
Everything is ready. The house has been cleaned. The living room has been cleared out, fresh flowers have been arranged. The food has been cooked and placed on the fancy silver ware. The wines have been laid out, the bar…
The Good Wife
It was supposed to be a bright and cheerful morning. The sun was finally peeping from behind the clouds and there was a warmth that seemed to melt away the winter chill. Cars crunched out of the driveways, wives…
There’s A Storm In My Coffee Cup
I’ve been watching her. No, I am not a stalker. I am just a lonely man who has nowhere to go or nobody to talk to. I used wander around this area until the sun had set and there…
Picture Story : Chapter 2
She didn’t have to open the note to know what was in there. She held the note close to her nose. She could smell the tobacco off his fingers. He still smoked. She smiled and nodded a little before opening…