Deborah was in for a rude shock when she reached Debbie’s room. The killer was sitting on Debbie’s bed with her head on his lap. Debbie was still under the influence of the sleeping pills. … Continue readingThe Venomous Vault
I wrote this poem in 2013 when The Supreme Court of India upheld Section 377 stating that a minuscule fraction of the country’s population constitutes the LGBT community. … Continue readingA Hundred Thousand
Since I was a little boy I had this aversion towards the colour Pink. At that point I accepted it as a fact. I made it quite clear to my family that I don’t want anything that is remotely close to this colour or any shade of it. … Continue readingA man experimenting with the colour PINK!
Angela sat crying on the floor resting her head on the wall behind, still wearing her dress from the previous night. She didn’t tell anyone about the incident, not even her family and her best-friend, Nigella. She, like Warren was also coming to terms with the reality but on a different level – that she has been Assaulted, that she has been RAPED. … Continue readingSinful Eyes
Mugdha looked from the back window of the taxi that she had been put into by her parents. She was ecstatic as this was her first ever car ride. She had often seen kids hopping onto their cars from her balcony but she never had the opportunity to get into one herself. This was her day. … Continue readingYoung Desire
Taira blindly switched on the lights and shrieked in bewilderment. A river of sweat sprang out of her temples. She hurried backwards as Neev advanced towards her. … Continue readingWhen Love Oozed Out Blood