At the red signal, with 76 seconds left for green, he felt someone touch his feet inside the autorickshaw. He turned to look at his left. A girl in tattered rags, an overflowing nose and dishevelled hair stood there with a small board in her hand. It surprised him that she spoke in English. He … Read more
Just a note to let you know that my latest book “Melange: A Medley of Short Stories” is now available. It is an Omnibus of Forty Seven Stories across the four collections that I have written in 2021 and contains a wide variety of tales. It is available on Amazon in Kindle format and on … Read more
“The next ninety seconds are very critical,” Santosh Kumar told his friend as he waited for the green to turn amber and then red at Ejipura signal in Bangalore. As soon as the green turned to amber, he stood up with his wares and had a quick look at the three bikers who were nearing … Read more
A friend of mine who was a CEO of a big company told me the other day that he was leaving his job. I thought he must be becoming the CEO of another, bigger company, but he told me that was not why he was leaving it. I asked him why, and he told me … Read more
There was a news report about the release of my four anthologies from last year (2021) that got coverage last month. I am reproducing it below for your reading. *** Four Anthologies of author Ranjit Kulkarni’s short stories released The set of four small, quick read books, a consolidated anthology of Ranjit Kulkarni’s work last … Read more
“It is time for me to get ready,” Nandita told her mother after close to an hour on the phone. “Is it 6 pm already?” her mother turned her neck to see the wall clock. “Yes, dear, it is.” Nandita knew it was time for her Sunday dinner at the house of the eldest sister … Read more
It has been a washout February as far as writing is concerned for me. I haven’t got a word on paper (or on MS Word, actually) in this entire month, all of it due to what I would like to blame on writer’s block, but in reality, is a curious mix of laziness and distractions. … Read more
Pankaj Mehra waited with bated breath in the lobby on the mezzanine floor of the luxury hotel. On the surface, he ambled along. He took measured steps, adjusting his jacket every time he reached one end of the lobby. He tried to look as if he was waiting for someone important for a business meeting. … Read more
“I hope I have not disturbed you in the middle of something that you deem to be more important than attending to the phone call of your retired, tired and a bit retarded uncle,” Jigneshbhai and I heard a voice on Swami’s phone when he put it on the speaker as his phone rang while … Read more