Tag:fiction

I should have asked her months ago. But I have been preoccupied with my family’s concerns. How will you protect your wife in that unknown place? What will you do if someone harms her? You have no experience in travel. You don’t even know Hindi. How will you get things done? Why can’t you go someplace nearby, like Munnar? But I had promised Agneta, and I couldn’t break it.

It was spring - Anisha’s favourite season. She went to the lawn of her house with a little thesaurus in her hand. She loved learning antonyms. Somehow, the ten-year-old girl was fascinated that everything in this world had its own opposite. Obedience and rebellion. Submissive and assertive. Conformity and non-conformity. Words were relational, she realised at an early age. Male had meaning only because of the existence of its opposite- female. Good was significant because of the presence of evil.

Amma’s lilies were in full bloom. You could see a rainbow in the puddles on the terrace, and my otherwise unruly, husk-like hair was...

The soft hum of the aeroplane was enough to bring her out of the house, with her chore at hand tagging along, the knitting...

Stay cool, Don't be a fool, Just like a mule, Are you a dull stool? Never be in terror loon, Or you will...

Next morning, I left the house right on time to reach the Law office by the time the office opened, so that I would be able...

They came in a likeness of a pageant, marching. Huge figures, tall, short, middle statured: almost of all humanly possible dimensions; pot bellied, with...

" Light,  give me some light in my dark days, I wanna wake up in your world of love.”---- a popular song by Bob King...