‘You think I am a ghost, really you are scared cats, once you don’t get a clue you start thinking something paranormal. I come from home with a flask of tea for myself. See here is the flask.’
Life’s last memories
She had cared of him for many years making sure he took his medication daily. In his mind she’d always be there for him,
THE GUARDIAN ANGEL
Now he could see something different. It was still light, but now it was transformed in the person. For sure, it was not a living person, but it was someone..
The Blue Blanket
Two abandoned poor siblings strive hard to survive the chilling winter with the thoughts of a blue blanket
Borrowed pockets…
Soha’s heartbeat was audible to her and her face grew pink as Raman looked at her. They had reached the dimly lighted railing in front of the cafeteria
PLACEBO
A thin shrivelled up woman, skin as white as ice stood crouching somewhat and gripping his shoulder for support. She looked at him through her grey age-old and kind eyes,
The Phuljhadi Seller
A little girl of only nine is walking through the streets of Chandigarh. Her pink frock is flapping in the nippy air as she strolls lazily
I am a Prostitute
Editor’s Choice: Her bare cold feet were shuffling above one another in a vain attempt for warmth, but the cold was already creeping its way through her body
LLC01: THE HALF WRITTEN POEM
His memories encircled me throughout the house, the sofa, the study, the empty bench in my garden, the bed and the grass where we walked barefoot
LLC05: THAT WINTRY NIGHT
The streets were dead, eerily quiet. The flickering streetlight above his head stared at him. He glanced away and noticed trees swaying,
