Reading Time: 2 minutesHe stood at the street corner, the rays from the light pole bathed the vegetables on his handcart in a sickly, yellow color. But there…
Indian Psychological Thriller Author
Tag: micro fiction
Reading Time: 2 minutesShe should have been called ‘Helen of Forks’. Why? Her name is Helen. And she is the queen of forks. It began with a curiosity…
Reading Time: 2 minutesThe hands that cradle me are confident, protective. They lay me down gently. I relish the soft extravagance. My body is new, fours days old,…
Reading Time: 2 minutesMy mother sits by the window. She’s been stationed there for almost three months now. It seems as if she’s waiting for an unknown visitor.…
Reading Time: 2 minutesMansukh stood at the base of the mountain. It was now or never. The brown feet in his brown sandals hesitated. His shapely toes dug…
Reading Time: 2 minutesThe tea has come to a boil. So has my temper. The air is electric, one spark and the entire kitchen – BOOM! He’s waiting…
Reading Time: 2 minutesI am the only color in a mass of black and grey. Orange shirt, green trousers, mustard shoes with purple laces. A cigarette hangs from…
Reading Time: 2 minutes‘I’m going to die laughing.’ Some of you may say – Bravo! That’s the spirit! But that’s not the intention of my statement. My laughter…