Hours, days, and years sliding softly Regrets, complains all fading away Often, on my comfy couch in the wee hours D…

Final Part   With the big event approaching For the final shopping of all that were required Late evening as I re…

Part -2 Documents for Rental agreement followed My husband’s name to be included, not just mine Decision solely by …

At five past five, in the wee hours of the dawn, the bus came to a halt before a big gate.  I looked at my fifteen-ye…

The car stopped. She got down. He did not seem to stir from his seat. For him nothing had changed. She was only his f…

He called out for her, for his morning tea. She was neither to be seen nor be heard. But he was yet to know about the…

She raised herself up, holding the railings. The downpour continued from the dark sky. But something amiss! She looke…

‘Thanks to the technology that helped us connect,’ as I typed the words, my thoughts delved deep into my memory lane,…

I love standing here in my balcony overlooking the beautiful landscape before settling with my routine morning domest…

Weekly thrice the dotty daughter makes calls to her parents. Conversation during weekdays are limited but on Sundays,…

She shuddered. She screamed. A silent scream. The gnawing despair and helplessness she suffered since years now gorged …

Times of India has been conducting short story writing context.  In the month of July, the author of the month Amitav…