Romance During the Rush Hour
Soon she will bring her beautiful self to this bus stop, he almost said it aloud. He knew he was getting late for his office, after...
Sakshi Dixit
The phone rang in the early hours of the day. Shelly stepped out of her bath, splattering the floor playfully, innocently. She didn’t...
The Traitor
A letter had come from the “More Human Org” about symptoms that the traitor among us will display on the slightest hint of stress. There...
The Man, The Dog And The Metaphor.
The Man dug while the Dog watched. "Damn this dirt," he said, at which the Dog looked on and waited. It tilted its head towards the right...
"Who Has Seen?" - Short Story by guest writer Divya Morparia
You know it’s an amazing Sunday when the house is filled with squeals of laughter and piles of cards. That’s a whole lot of Sundays at my...
But Percy was born blind
And the leaves were black, when the skies were brown. The skins were blue, the rain, was green. But yet he painted, that smart blind boy...
The Bench
Slowly, as effortlessly as my body could let me, I got off the road and rolled on the footpath. The only thing that I saw was the iron...