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...
The strange thing about my new neighbourhood is that the screaming happens every day. Or more precisely, every night. It...
"It is quite extraordinary," Swami said as Puttuswamy drove past Town Hall, "that whenever I do some research on a...
"Today is Friday, so let me wear casuals to work," Swami thought while having his breakfast. The sun was bright...
I have never woken up a single day of my life thinking that today I am going to protest. Actually,...
When everyone had left, Disha secretly checked the wallet she had given to her son again. She counted the money,...
"It is quite extraordinary," Swami said as Puttuswamy drove past Town Hall, "that whenever I do some research on a...
"Swaminathan, Swaminathan," the shrill voice said. Everyone, even those not named Swaminathan, looked in the direction of the voice. It...
"Does anybody win anything in a lucky draw?" Swami asked Jigneshbhai and me over a coffee at the café. I...
My new fiction novel is now available. It is called "Give Me a Break" and is available in Kindle and...