Shampoo Bottle- #ShortStory

The guy was handsome!!! Let me put it this way, he was not the average Hindi serial type handsome. He was Hollywood films type handsome. His chiseled jaw could give Brad Pitt a run for his money. And his demeanor resembled Justin Trudeau. He was as suave as George Clooney. I hope by now you …

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Red Roses for Proposal #ShortStory

"I don't like red roses," she replied with a smirk. Anish felt like an idiot with a bouquet of roses in his hands and a ring in his pocket while the woman he intended to propose was half-twirling with her left toe raised and heel firmly digging the ground. The smirk and amusement was still …

A Phone Call from RG #WTFOW2018

"Hello," said the voice on the phone. "My name is RaGa. I know you never expected a call from me, as famous as I am, but I've been given your name as someone who can help me in writing my speeches." It took me few seconds to understand who the caller was. For a moment, …

When He Smiled #WTFOW2018

“Our fate lives within us. You only have to be brave enough to see it.” Ruku uttered these words with a hint of arrogance and smugness in his voice. His cycle was punctured and we were standing in a deserted field. I was standing there shaking in fear, imagining all kinds of bad things that …

Lady Macbeth- What’s in a Name? #A-ZChallenge2018

Lady Macbeth is not her name. I gave her that name when I saw her washing her hand repeatedly. She is one of those women we see roaming aimlessly, wearing tattered clothes, talking to self all over India. They are known as the “pagli”. No one cares for them; no one cares where they come …

Kalyan Da- The Outcast Lover #A-ZChallenge2018

Kalyan Da used to call my mother Mum. He was an engineer and when our flat was undergoing renovation he was hired for some civil works. He was a friendly young man and instantly formed a bonding with my mother. Soon he became a regular visitor at our house. He was a reluctant engineer. His …

Dinner Date

Swati entered the kitchen and opened the cabinet on her left. She found nothing meaningful that she could use for her cooking. She looked out of her kitchen window and saw that it was still snowing. It was snowing since the previous night. She again looked into her cabinet only to find it empty again. …

The Masterpiece (Guest Post)

As part of my blog's first anniversary I am hosting a 'blog party'. Today my guest is Varad. He blogs at Loose end of the red thread (L.E.R.T). He is a 35 year old businessman, husband to a beautiful wife and father to two awesome boys. He used to play cricket at the district leagues …

Wedding Venue

“How many times have I told you not to bring me to your friend Soumitra’s exhibitions? I don’t understand a thing about modern art” Trina said angrily. “Neither do I” Himu chuckled. “Why did we come then?” her voice still angry “I have an idea to convert this to our wedding venue. There are tables, …