Short Stories

I walked past the waiting room to my office, avoiding looking at the parents seated with their tots. Admission times

The game was on. Akansha had started to count.  It was her turn to seek and our turn to hide.

“Suresh Devasahayam, B Tech in Industrial Engineering, 3rd year,” the Police inspector read as he flipped over my Id card.

I have no hesitation to admit that I also loved him for the sex. Every moment with him in bed

It was one of those times when phone calls meant hope and the caller a messiah. I was waiting for

Subri’s story:  My name is Subramaniam, in short, Subri. I work in the Theni wing of Cosmopolitan Trekking Club, founded

  Coimbatore 31 October 1984 8:00 AM I was still sleeping. The Ram Nivas Mansion was already bustling with morning

Rukshana was disillusion personified. She wished that she wasn’t awake but in the middle of a bad dream. Sadly, the

We broke our kiss when the voice outside sounded clearer. It sounded like that of the helper who was pacing

Padma arrived as morning dawned on Atrium apartment complex and was the first entry in the Maid’s register. She noticed