The Seven Jars
Sikdarpur, Pre-partiton Bengal Bibhuti huffed as he trudged through Sikdarpur’s clammy paths with three fresh hilsas* in his hand. He passed the lush paddy fields, whose harvest had tasted their farmers’ sweat…
The Second Year in Ayodhya
The private garden of Rama and Sita, the king and queen of Ayodhya, was awash with the scent of spring blossoms. The purple hued passion-flower, with its hairy, tendril-like petals hung…
Fairy Rose And The Three Wishes
While there was no dearth of dispiriting news floating around these days, this was one unexpected blow! How deeply I was mourning the passing of my former school headmistress, even…
The Cupidian Catastrophe
Sir Oliver Vincent Hogarth III let out a gratified sigh as his pudgy hands twirled his non-existent goatee. A forty something Sir Oliver Vincent Hogarth III, one hundred eighty-third in…
An Anniversary Celebration
Standing in front of the mirror, Aakash was adjusting the collar of his shirt, when the doorbell buzzed. 'Who could it be at this time?' Aakash muttered as he opened…
Life After Chintu
Can a dead person come back as a ghost and a zombie, both? I wandered listlessly up and down my suburban, two-floored home. Mum had been crying constantly for five…
I Will Have What S/he Has- Character Development Part 1
A story clicks if the reader hatches on to the protag’s emotional ride and experiences what s/he goes through. The question is how to do this. One sure shot way…
The Couple in the Cottage
Moonlight illuminated a tiny cottage as my car sputtered and died. Lucky that I could take shelter in the cozy house until the next morning. Freezing to death in this…
The Core Team Speaks-1
Why I write Horror despite being a scaredy cat? Whatever horror I knew as a small child was either through the spooky desi tales narrated by our house help or…
Flash Fiction – Mechhobhoot
Mechhobhoot Shona! Come inside and have your dinner. The food is getting cold.’ Eight-year-old Shona heard her mother calling out from the kitchen and made a face. It was a…