“Oh God, who was that man? Why did the girl push him down the bridge? Where did Anita go?” Dev said crying. Dev woke up with a startle the next…
Category: Fiction
The French Town in India
“The small scattered town, Puducherry, Welcomes you to see its novelty. So fondly called ‘Puduvai’ or ‘Pondy’; Leaves you with a wonderful memory. It was once a french territory. And…
The First-Ever Road Accident I Met With
That day I was returning from the examination center was like any other normal day. I just left the parking lot of St. Dominic Savio’s High School after appearing for…
First Morning at New School
I still haven’t figured out, if I liked moving to a new city every year or hated it. Rewinding my memory of the year 2009, when I moved to a…
The Last Note
Who knows a hasty interaction with a strange man will lead to a never-ending relationship. Meeting you that day officially left the impression that you are an arrogant and…
Let Them Run Freely
A middle-class single father has three lovely daughters. His wife passed away just after giving birth to her third daughter. All three were kind and beautiful by nature. They live…
Dreams of Pani Puri Wala
It was 7 in the evening. Just like every day, my mother was standing at the gate and was waiting for Puri uncle. Puri uncle, the pani puri hawker who used to…
The Happiness of My First Bloom
I had always been a keen observer of nature. But it was two years back when I developed an interest in gardening. Living in a metro city, I have only…
The Art of Selective Hearing
Ever since motherhood has hit me, I started acquiring some extremely important talents. In the past 3 years, I have become a powerhouse of motherly talents. I’m…
My First Failure in my Career
Imagine how failure feels. Heavy heart! Right? I know you all have faced failure in life. Some of you have got the failure in school, some of you in love…
An Unexpected Stealer
After praying the Goddess Durga, we rushed towards the entry gate of the temple where we kept our footwear. Everyone was worried about the stealing of their footwear until they…
The Last Dream…
It was a Monday morning. I woke up to the sound of tweet-tweet outside my window. I rubbed my bleary eyes and found a dozen sparrows chirping outside on the…