The clock showed 3 am. After an exhausting day, I had turned in early last night. Here I was, wide awake at an unearthly hour. I looked out of the bay window. It was a beautiful moonlit night. Instead of tossing and turning in the bed, I got up and made some coffee. With a … Continue reading A Ghost? Really?
Category: stories
Innocent intruders? A short story
I was going to be with my husband Rajan after 4 months. I was so happy and excited. Chatting over skype is a good substitute, which we often did. But, it’s only a poor substitute!Five months back, the very day my daughter was born, Rajan got a new opportunity in his organization. He had been … Continue reading Innocent intruders? A short story
Tryst with a Dagger
I have always been fascinated by little towns, the tiny dots on the map of India. None of them can boast any major tourist attraction; rarely does a tourist visit them. But, I have always loved going to these small places. I invariably found some attraction in each town – an ancient temple with unique … Continue reading Tryst with a Dagger
Cost of Freedom – A Short Story
I remember fleeting glimpses of the house in which I was born. I remember a large courtyard with big trees. I would suckle milk from my mother along with my brother and sister. During night, I would cuddle into her tummy for warmth. On colder nights, a big man would cover all of us with … Continue reading Cost of Freedom – A Short Story
The Encounter
It has been raining heavily in Hyderabad over the last few weeks. I have never experienced such rains here, at least not for last seven years that I have made it my home. The plot came to me as I sat this evening with the rain pounding on my window. Rohan was a passionate traveler. … Continue reading The Encounter
The Pond
I left office on Friday evening with a sigh of relief. I finally managed to take an entire week off. For the last 3 months, I had been constantly working including weekends. Long hours of work with no break had left me exhausted. Being in sales, my role constantly demands me to be with people. … Continue reading The Pond
