The new flight attendant smiled at each passenger. She said good morning to every one of them as they entered the plane, one by one. It was a laboured smile, but no one noticed. Some neglected it, some smiled back. Everyone passed her by and walked toward their seat. Their eyes searched for it watching … Read more
“Projects keep coming up and I can’t just make out which ones to take up and which ones to give up,” Swami was exasperated the other day while munching into his muffin. Jigneshbhai sipped his coffee in peace. “Raichand says take it and I feel it’s so uninteresting. And then he gives me sermons on … Read more
Just a quick update note to let you know that there are now 100 Ratings and Reviews of my books on Amazon. It is a small yet significant milestone. 100 Ratings just sounds good. You can check out the books and ratings at my Amazon Author Page at the link below: Ranjit’s Amazon Author Page … Read more
At the open house of Vidya Niketan School, all students sat in uncomfortable silence. Most of them were with their mothers. Some of them were with their fathers. They waited for the class teacher to call them. They dreaded the impending discussion about their performance. Most of them wondered why this day existed. Some of … Read more
This week I am posting an unpublished chapter from an unpublished book. I had started on a story idea a few months back but never got back to completing it. I chanced upon it this week while thinking of something funny to write. Who knows – perhaps it might go into the next novel from … Read more
I recently read “A Prisoner of Birth” by Jeffrey Archer. One would think that a long book about a simple man wronged and his story of revenge against powerful adversaries would be a common story. But the way Archer writes and tells the story makes this an extremely gripping, interesting, tense one that I could … Read more
The jeep passed his hutment. Malik and his wife were standing in front of it chatting with a couple of friends. Even from a distance, he could sense that the tourists sitting inside the jeep turned their necks. Some of them were discreet. But everyone wanted to catch a glance of the oddity in front … Read more
“Liberation is what we call it, Sir. They had the cheek to called it invasion!” Manoj Kumar, the guide said. He broke into his characteristic loud guffaw that reverberated in the empty surroundings. I watched him shake his head in disbelief as if he had lived the history. “A small request for help turned out … Read more
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