That cold winter morning
Prajakta was very much her own person, lost in her own world and having no requirements whatsoever...
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Category: Short Stories
Some Aprils Start on a Fool’s Day But End In……
The moonlight seeping through the hospital curtain made strange and erratic patterns on her...
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Let’s All Kill that Demon Within Us
She felt ecstatic …seeing the red line on her pregnancy strip. The whole family...
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The Favourite Colour
Ek aur chhoti kahani….ek aur gehri baat…….. “Today we shall all write...
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Salutation to Shakti
She kept pulling her frock…pointing towards the room upstairs…her eyes were full of...
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Khosla & Ayan
“Can you come home earlier today than usual Sandeep? I need to plan.” Mrs Khosla asked while...
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Raise your words, not your voice
Words-perhaps the most powerful weapon that can make or break you, that can blossom or destroy you...
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The Failed Planning
It was a beautiful Sunday morning. The meeting had been fixed for eleven. Both the families were...
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As Per The Norm
Bela had got married in her thirties which was very late by the norms which existed way back in...
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The Missing Piece
Shweta was just two years old when her mother perceived her love for dancing. And by the age of...
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Is This Your Handicap?
6am-Huda City Center metro station. He was lean…tall and casually dressed like any guy of...
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A Single Red Rose
The day was almost over. Weary spouses were returning home after another long, tiring day....
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Sundari and Sha
Naren was pacing nervously, up and down the maternity ward. After what seemed eons, the nurse...
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It Is Not About You
“Want to share an awesome news with you. My son has topped the University and has got admission...
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A Blissful Morning ..Ahh Really?
Sometimes I wonder why o why …the big man sitting above…why does he always make me the...
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Father Time -Mother n Son
I see her sitting quietly by her plants, next to her Ganesh idol, her island of peace, staring...
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The Old Age Home
Mrs Dikshit held the manure bag in her left hand and slowly spread it evenly on the flower beds...
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I Carry Your Heart
“I carry your heart I carry it in my heart” Thought the teary-eyed recuperating patient, in the...
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True Love Never Grows Old
He wore a designer black suit with an overall subtle urban toning and feel to it.A neatly folded...
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Sheer Ecstasy…..The Taste of Heaven
She was shy…didn’t have many friends so she always walked alone… Pretty as a...
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