Don’t Trust Linda – The Grave of Nobody’s Darling

Previously in ‘Don’t Trust Linda’ : Linda Winslet accidentally meets John at police station, when she came running for help. John decides to go alone with Linda to the crime scene and leaves Brad at police station. John finds dead bodies of Winslet family along with driver Robert’s and gardener Bismil’s in that A-frame old…

Gazing Fairy

I would be your companion, Rather than your noble conquest- Learn to talk to me – I would understand you, Without making a mistake… When your hand is firmly on the reins, I would take you where you want- Trust me like your soulmate, I won’t fail you – I can’t… Don’t be afraid of…

Handwriting

I was left with the fresh taste of impending doom and the piercing sound of the squealing tyres as I crawled onto the pavement. In a sudden moment of clarity, my past bore into my conscience. In effect, my wall of heroic nonchalance was reduced to smouldering ashes. I could literally see the flames dancing…

Accidentally Falling In Love With You

“Hey! Thank you so much. That’s just great! Sure, I’ll mail you my address, I’ll do it straight away…” Naina squealed  into the phone, barely able to hold the phone properly in her excitement. Keeping the phone down, she took a deep breath to calm herself and pinch herself to check if she wasn’t dreaming….

Balloon

Life had probably changed a lot for me that I never realised. Moonlight walks changed into late night strategy workshops and candlelight dinners turned into business meetings. Sweet and short phone calls from the loved ones, transformed into long hours of teleconferences. Gifts were no more priority now — there should be some tangible return…

A Fairy and The Blue Butterfly

7th July, 2008: A Beautiful evening of my life — One boy, One Gulmohar tree and a Blue Butterfly! Inspired by a true happening of my life and the plot was initially developed by a friend, ‘Fortune_Cookie’ and further modified by ‘Travel_story_of_a_girl’.  The Boy Says: “On a Friday afternoon, I  have returned from college early. There was a…

Editorial: Just a Different Writer!

If there’s one thing an author might fear losing, it’s her eyesight. How can a writer continue to work having lost the faculty to see the sliding of the pen or the movement of letters across the screen? Reading, too, becomes a struggle, forcing the author to depend on books being read aloud or to…

I Knew You Were ‘Trouble’, When You Walked In…

“Many, many happy returns of the day Mum!”, Shilene squeaked in delight. “Yes, from me too!“, Shane echoed his sister. “Look Mum, this one is specially for you”. Shilene pointed to the three-layered chocolate cake that she was delicately holding in her hands. It was a rich, dark chocolate cake. A pink candle, placed atop…

A Letter For A Fairy

My Loveliest, Prettiest, dearest Fairy You’re here! You finally made it. Few pounds weight, tiny little fingers, beautiful eyes and an innocent soul. Welcome to our crazy, dysfunctional and loving world. Sorry to be the one to break it to you, but we’re a bunch of weirdos. But hey, you would never be bored. Even…

Editorial: Death Mystery of Lord Buddha

‘Death has nothing to do with Going Away. The Sun sets. The Moon sets. But they’re not gone.’        -Mahatma Buddha   The ‘Buddha‘ is undoubtedly one of the most influential figures in world history, and his teachings have affected everything from a variety of other faiths to literature to philosophy, both within…

Little Spire from Last Summer

(Inspired by ‘My Last Himalayan Trek’. We Miss Sneha( in story, she’s referred as Ruth) – a lady who lived the longest in the shortest life span. She would stay in my heart, forever as the sweetest inspiring memory of my life). It’s a story that happened during last summer when each leaf was turning…

One Musical God and The Lost Chords

Their love was immortal. Not because they were Gods. There was a spellbinding form of love between an impassioned body and a living God. Hindu scriptures describe them as divine companions. They say, with dedication, complete submission of a body and a soul made their love beyond mortality but did Lord Krishna and Radha lived…

The Nineteenth Autumn

I  was  9, when  I  had  planted  her,  as  a  sapling… Few months after Mum passed away, Dad and I shifted to Akhnoor(A Small city of Jammu). The place is believed to be the ancient city of Virat Nagar mentioned in the Mahabharat. The city was calm yet beautiful. Dad believed that shifting to a different place…

Departure

My car started rushing down the city because all the thing I wanted to do at the moment is to catch a glimpse of the city lights. There is nothing prettier than the city at 11 pm, with its silent streets of Budapest whispering the glory of Europe and the cold winds singing lullabies. Even the…

A Kiss, Last Night…

It’s not that Samarpan is uninterested to attend the semester exam this morning, but his mind is elsewhere. With a chorus of delirium by anonymous questions and heart pounded with fearful thoughts, he is sitting on the bed at the same place since last couple of hours. Though today he is supposed to go to…

Mortal Love

I was standing on the balcony, staring blankly at the crashing waves. The mug of hot coffee in my hand had already grown cold. I was running my fingers over my face, pushing back my wind whipped hair and brushing away my tears at the same time. My cheeks were turning dry before getting wet…

One Rich Love story

14th Feb, 2017. Its just another grimy sunny afternoon. A connecting narrow walkway to Kurla railway station is looking so plethoric with informal wheels and rushy race to catch train on time. In the midst of so many overblown faces, she is the girl, sauntering with her eyes facing down and a smile on her lips…