When Aunt Baby told my grandfather she was going to join the S____ Ashram, the old one went mad, as if he’d lost his life’s savings or a hundred mosquitoes had bitten him, all at the same time. I was … [Read the rest...] “Jasmine | Padma Prasad”
Lavanya had woken up to the early morning phone call with a start. “Laavu?” Pillai Uncle’s voice had sounded hollow. “It’s about your father”. “Yes?” she breathed into the phone, her heart pounding. “Heart Attack. We couldn’t wait,” Pillai Uncle … [Read the rest...] “The Raaga Inside | Rama Shivakumar”
Father never told mother about the secret. She discovered it from aunty G. who only told her because she wanted mother to feel bad.
When father came home from the office mother was in their bedroom. Brother lay asleep in … [Read the rest...] “London Rain | S. K. Kalsi”
As I stood gazing through the glass door sipping my coffee I saw my fellow workers bustling throughout the office. Observing them juggling between unfinished tasks, callously difficult files and loggerheaded bosses during presentations was somehow entertaining to me. The … [Read the rest...] “Settling for Timeless Happiness | Nishi Kala”
I, all of sudden, got a shock when my better-half placed her head on my shoulder and asked me in a semi-ecstatic tone:
“Darling, can we plan, now, for a son? We can’t defy the society, can we?”
At the … [Read the rest...] “In Between | Rajendra Roul”
Venkat was such a simpleton. In spite of being twenty nine years, four years in government service, one year a husband and soon a father-to-be, he was still a pushover. But it wasn’t all Venkat’s fault. He hailed from Ammapettai, … [Read the rest...] “A Past Life Murder | S.P. Lazarus”
He took in a large swig of water from the old bisleri bottle that one of his customers had left behind a few months back. The bottle had seemed too clean to chuck inside the garbage bin then. He had … [Read the rest...] “The Aspirant Counselor | Prashila Naik”
There is this girl I know.
This girl with honey brown hair, which she considers her only weapon of flirtation. And her honey brown eyes in which lie, many inconceivable dreams she still hopes to pursue, despite them having been … [Read the rest...] “A Girl Like Me | Monika Nair”