For Madhav Rao, the former minister of roads and transport, the day began after a night of excesses- a veritable feast with the best that could be brewed with the young nubile lass served as the dessert. His wife was away and most men who had the power and money and...
Fiction
Caught between the Beast and the Ghost- A flash fiction
Anita paused long enough to discard her shoes after she stepped on a twig causing it to snap that sounded like a fire-cracker to her ears. She ran straight towards the booth bungalow* for she had to choose between being haunted by the resident ghost or being hunted...
Never an easy journey – A Micro-fiction
Anne felt the feather-light brush on the underside of her breast and looked up sharply. She sighed at his studiously cultivated look of innocence. When Anne got onto the home-bound bus, she had quite forgotten the ordeal of her college-going days. Nothing much has...
Nosy Parkers do have their Uses- Flash Fiction
After catching his wife and her paramour in flagrante delicto, all Shantakumar did was throw the man’s clothes over the tenth-floor balcony. He watched with bemusement as the clothes floated down as if in slow motion and landed long after their owner made a splat on...
The Tale of the Two Apple Carts – Flash Fiction
Fairy tales often began with, “Once Upon a Time” But then, I like scores of others often oscillated between belief and disbelief as I grew out of my childhood. Over the years, this belief kept taking a beating. But when 2020 came around with its pandemic,...
The Price of Vanity-Flash Fiction
She considered herself a connoisseur of art forms. She walked into the gallery, her overpowering perfume surrounding her like a halo. She was a regular patron, yet the staff associated with the gallery sent a friendly greeting her way but did not rush to be by her...
Far From Settled- Flash Fiction
Her parents had named her Tripti meaning satisfaction, and she lived up to the name. She was a happy and contented soul rising to become the principal of a leading school. Her parents, though, were far from contented, for she refused to ‘settle down.’ Most...
The Advertisement – Flash Fiction
Tamil, 58, divorced, clean habits, fair, govt, well settled, seeks good looking bride. Caste, religion, language, no bar. Apply with photos. Indians, mainly *Tam- Bram* spoke the language of IIT and Cricket. Dinesh was studying at the premier Indian Institute...
I Always wanted to be… A humorous Flash Fiction
The applause was deafening and I took a deep bow enjoying being on the stage after a job well done. So pleasurable was the moment that I basked in the glory and absorbed the ‘feel-good factor. I prepared myself for an encore and I knew that my shimmering...






