Screams at Night: Short Story

The strange thing about my new neighbourhood is that the screaming happens every day. Or more precisely, every night. It starts just before midnight and goes on way past it. Sometimes it goes on for two hours or more. With every passing minute, the screams just keep getting louder. They start with a loud scream … Read more

Eye Doctor: Excerpt ‘Give Me a Break’

“It is quite extraordinary,” Swami said as Puttuswamy drove past Town Hall, “that whenever I do some research on a medical problem before going to a doctor, the symptoms I read about suggest that I have got all the diseases listed in their most malicious form.” Jigneshbhai realised that Swami and his Google doctor had … Read more

Leave: Book Excerpt: Jigneshbhai and Swami

“Today is Friday, so let me wear casuals to work,” Swami thought while having his breakfast. The sun was bright in the sky and Ghatembur had risen to a pleasant Friday. Like most mornings, it was a hurried one for Swami, though being a Friday, it was slower than normal. “There’s nothing new in the … Read more

Choice by Elimination

“My son doesn’t know what he wants to do. He only knows what he doesn’t want to do,” Swami told me and Jigneshbhai the other day while we sipped our coffee. “That’s not such a bad thing,” Jigneshbhai said. “Most people his age or for that matter, any age, don’t know even what they don’t … Read more

Sit in Protest: Jigneshbhai and Swami

I have never woken up a single day of my life thinking that today I am going to protest. Actually, there haven’t been many things in life that I have felt like protesting about. The same holds true for Jigneshbhai. He likes a quiet life and doesn’t have much to complain about. So, that makes … Read more

A Bad Bargain: Short Story

When everyone had left, Disha secretly checked the wallet she had given to her son again. She counted the money, and reconfirmed that the amount was two hundred rupees lesser than what she had given him. She dabbled around in the drawer of the wardrobe. She found a few pencils, crayons, and some paper. There … Read more

Eye Doctor

“It is quite extraordinary,” Swami said as Puttuswamy drove past Town Hall, “that whenever I do some research on a medical problem before going to a doctor, the symptoms I read about suggest that I have got all the diseases listed in their most malicious form.” Jigneshbhai realised that Swami and his Google doctor had … Read more

The Activist: Jigneshbhai and Swami

“Swaminathan, Swaminathan,” the shrill voice said. Everyone, even those not named Swaminathan, looked in the direction of the voice. It appeared to have come from somewhere outside the café. “Jigneshbhai, Jigneshbhai,” the howler shrieked at the top of his voice. When we turned to our right, we saw a man waving his hands about twenty-five … Read more

Grace Ayah: Short Story

“Doctors treat the disease in the body. Nurses administer the treatment to the body and mind. But when nothing works, it is the Ayah that keeps body, mind and soul together.” As I walked in for my first day at medical college, I read this quote as I entered the premises. The grave of a … Read more

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