Category: Fiction

Vibha had to wake up when the tingling in the stomach went unbearable. She was in slumber and did not want to get up. But when the hands of the clock started dancing in front of her closed eyes, she had no choice than to get up. She came out of the bedroom, tying the…

It was only seven in the morning, but the rising sun of the April month has made the heat unbearable. Salim leaned down at the paan shop at the corner to pick up the new match-box sticker. Immediately, he heard Amma’s yelling from his back, “Don’t pass the time, you- good for nothing! Your Abba…

Slanting rays of the setting sun fell on her work desk. Nita was sitting on the adjoining chair trying to shield her face even from the dying light of the day. Finally, the sun said its goodbye to this half of the world and went down to light up the other half. The room became…

“Saheb, please come in. We have a fantastic collection that will suit your taste. Deewanji has just called telling us to serve you the best, “the owner of the shop welcomed me as I approached the marvellous fifteenth-century statue of Saraswati, the goddess of knowledge, in sandstone. I knew it was a real one. In…

She was standing alone at the massive canopy of the university gate at six in the evening. But the blossomed beauty of wet yellow Amaltas made her forget the pounding fear of heavy rains. She realized the rains only when the drops started ticking on the books in her hand. Nobody was in her sight….

Every day it takes me half hour to forty minutes, depending on the traffic, to reach work and to come back. The road is the same since 16 years, but my thoughts change when I drive on it, every day. Immediately when I join the major ring road towards the highway, a restaurant on the…

When I reached home, the family- my kids and wife- were waiting anxiously. We pushed the bags that were packed in hurry into the car. When we started moving to Nagpur, the road was familiar, feelings were painful. We were going to see Kaka, who was counting his last breaths on deathbed. Kaka, as we…

I love houses with gardens so much, that I might, when I grow up, build a hut on a small patch of land so that I have at least a vast garden to play, to run, to light diyas in Diwali and most importantly, to give my pet dog, all the comfort and space it needs….