Do we unconsciously choose technology over our loved ones but forget about the repercussions of it? Is social media turning us into lonely human beings? Let’s find out.
Category Archives: fiction
That strange stranger story – III
Taara and Vikram are back, as “strangers” again. Third story in the stranger series – two strangers, conversation, ring, and an unfinished story.
That strange stranger story – II
After exchanging a few glances here and there, we finally met at the bar counter again. “Hey,” I said, and made the first move. Alcohol definitely kicked my shyness away that night. “Hello,” he replied in a lyrical tone, and ran his long fingers through his messy brown hair. “What?” He asked through gestures asContinueContinue reading “That strange stranger story – II”
The love that kills….
“So what happened exactly on that night?” Shikha asked Faizal who was still not ready to look up into the camera. “Faizal? Faizal?” She called out again, but he didn’t reply. He kept looking down. “Cut it,” she told the cameraman and the shooting was cancelled. Shikha, the senior journalist of a leading news channelContinueContinue reading “The love that kills….”
Nirbhaya Bhav!
The sound of heavy rainfall on a silent night always gave her peace. But on that night, it didn’t. Chavi was running late to reach home after work, yet again. While coming out from office, she remembered her father’s warning. “If you’d come home late one more time, then you have to quit your job.”ContinueContinue reading “Nirbhaya Bhav!”
The Emergency Contact!
We don’t realize the value of something until we lose it. We never know what tomorrow had planned for our future , so enjoy till it last.
Lost everything, almost…!
Akshay, loses everything on the verge of finding meaning for his life. He is about to lose his wife and his daughter. He is too crushed but will he let his loved one go so easily. Find out as the story unfolds.
The Unexpected Closure…
“Stupid rains”, I screamed and pressed the horn with whatever energy I was left with. On any given day without the rains, it usually didn’t take more than ten minutes to pass the main road and take the left turn towards my home. But today it had been more than one hour and I haven’tContinueContinue reading “The Unexpected Closure…”
The idea of LOVE, Paulo’s style…!
“Love is a trap. When it appears we see only its light, not its shadows.” ~ Paulo Coelho This story is about Shruti, a woman nearing forty, whom I met during my journey from Delhi to Pune. She was sitting near the window seat when I entered the coach and started searching for my seatContinueContinue reading “The idea of LOVE, Paulo’s style…!”
The Last Cigarette!
It was raining from the past six hours. I reached her home and rang the doorbell, all drenched and shivering with cold. The dark, intense author was sitting beside the small window, looking outside. She put the cigarette in her mouth, light a lighter and bought it to the tip of it, and then pulledContinueContinue reading “The Last Cigarette!”
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