Call of the Wind

The folklore was that the call always came through the wind. The sound of the wind changed to a weird hissing when the call came, they said. Dr. Rudra was new in this village. Private hospitals offered him lucrative remuneration to join them however his father wanted him to serve a remote village for at … Continue reading Call of the Wind


The Alley House

Amreen was unimpressed with the house the broker showed. The entrance was narrow and the bedroom window was accessible from the alley. She said to the broker ‘I don’t like this one. Show me some more houses.’ The broker said ‘This is the best house Madaam.’ Just then, Amreen saw Afroz coming down the alley. … Continue reading The Alley House

Suns and Lovers

This is one amazing story I read in recent times. So had to reblog.


Freddie Mercury sipped his Ricker bourbon. The black sun’s purplish halo cast eerie obscurities all over the empty space. He set his spaceship, The Astro-logger, to a crawl using the ‘explore mode’ auto-pilot feature. Rechecking all the controls and meters and finding the readings satisfactory, Freddie climbed to the upper deck to gaze into the nothingness.

He connected his ancient iPhone 97 to the deck’s stereo system and selected a song and clicked play. Kurt Cobain’s mournful voice filled the space.

“… I searched for form and land

For years and years, I roamed

I gazed a gazeless stare

At all the millions here

I must have died alone

A long, long time ago…”

Freddie could relate to these words. After all, to his knowledge, he was the only living being in almost all 235 discovered galaxies. Eons ago he was exposed to a Magnaron radiation which had stopped his…

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War and Pieces

Jahanara ran her fingers through Rumi’s clothes. It was more than two months that she had not heard anything from him. She had expected that he would return soon after independence however it was almost two weeks since independence and yet no news of him. She started folding his clothes, and before folding, she smelt … Continue reading War and Pieces