I was being tossed from one hand to another. And Boy! People were making such weird faces at me. They literally scared the hell out of me, but still unaffected by my cries, they all kept laughing and congratulating each other. I was wrapped in a sheet and was passed on to a woman who was half sitting – half lying on a bed. … Continue readingYou Amaze Me!
Surrounded by colours, he told himself that it wasn’t too late. Those colours had changed his life once, they could save him again. Two years ago, a lady covered in … Continue readingIn a flash!
I heard Ma’s voice from our 0-BHK jhuggi, ‘Keshav, you better come inside at once. It has started raining already, I don’t want you sneezing and disturbing my sleep all night.’ … Continue readingShattered Tatters – A Short Story
I look up from Page 31 of ‘Em and The Big Hoom’ by Jerry Pinto to take that perfectly timed sip of my Caramel Latte. As a ritual, I throw quick glances on the nearby tables before getting back to the purple coloured paperback in my left hand. I see an afraid smile trying to peep from a dreamily cropped stubble. … Continue readingMy Strawberry-Flavoured Coffee
He sat on the edge of his bed Mother’s voice. Fret. Pearls fell on the white granite A puddle. A pool. He folded his hands in anticipation Voices tripled. A … Continue readingWaiting for the Rainbow
A short-shorter-shortest tale, an attempt to bother your goosebumps. … Continue readingAn Unusual Pull
Paul Smith Red Gown Was in search for An Armani Tuxedo. Prada footwear desperately wanted, A Lloyd companion. Smokin’ hot trunks Wanted to do Hoola Hoo With a sizzling Two-Piece. … Continue readingHow Lazaro Met Versace