Give me a winter wrapped in pleasing fragility of intense cold, Of unequivocal bliss of dancing snowflakes, Melting into the flashing sunlight. Give me a winter filled with chuckles of mischievous children, Of outrageous snowball fights, red cheeks and…
Your dreams and my eyes, Your hopes and my smile, My wishes and your twinkle, My desires and your lips, Between yours and mine Lies the thing called love. He said, “I’m in love with you” I smiled in…
Short story selected for the 2013 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology A frisson of fear shot through me as the footsteps continued to draw nearer. I prayed a silent prayer. The door suddenly swung open and two tall figures…
Short story selected for the 2013 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology Aparna looked at her Mother exasperatedly. “ Amma, please be reasonable , I don’t want to get married again, I am happy on my own and I am…
Short story selected for the 2013 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology The months of drought had finally broken, the belting tropical rain bringing with it the pleasing scent of rich earth and fresh water fused with a trace of…
Short story selected for the 2013 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology Meredith stands a few feet from the edge, as close as she dares. Far below there are trees, so tightly packed that they look black. She kicks a…
Short story selected for the 2013 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology Mahatma Gandhi Road, a drab thoroughfare liberally laden with potholes and open-mouthed drains and housing a line of trees tumescent in the middle along its sides, trotted down…
Short story selected for the 2013 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology “You look very handsome!” she said with a naughty smile and aimed her Nikon at me. I smiled, somewhat flustered and adjusted my scarf. She clicked. We were…
Short story selected for the 2013 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology As the cool evening breeze swept the stray curls off her face, Chitra eagerly glanced at the steel platter next to her. Big, enticing chunks of raw, green…
Short story selected for the 2013 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology The morning sun has just dawned upon the mother earth. The sunrise has started casting splendid splashes of fiery opalescence across the sky. The periwinkle sky is thus…
Short story selected for the 2013 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology “Renu! Renu! Where are you?” Kishan Kumar’s coarse voice echoed across the living room. “Yes, Bauji” Renu scampered out of the kitchen, her hands coated in flour and…