Expunging Darkness

“Have you visited the Ajanta or Ellora caves? The wall frescoes, painted by ancient artists, tell many different stories. We have these outlines on a canvas and plenty of colours to fill in. Your life story depends on what you choose.” Words of wisdom fell off like ice cubes from a merciless face. He blamed … Continue reading Expunging Darkness

Dream Merchants

Someone feels trapped amidst the bric-a-brac. They collected it in the hope of building a home. But the magic potion evaporated, and now, they bleed as they touch the shards of dreams. The story is not over because buyers are willing to pay a price for the promised magic. Soon, they will be on the … Continue reading Dream Merchants

Other Side of Life

Komal stepped into the tunnel, driven by an unknown force. Each trembling footfall echoed, amplifying the doubts that clung to the walls. But with every step, she felt better. As she ventured further, the darkness seemed to close in, but a distant light began to pierce the shadows.  She knew the path to liberation was … Continue reading Other Side of Life

Underground

Flash Fiction

The soil spread the message for survival, “Only those who follow the rules of the game will survive.” A fear psychosis grips some as they struggle to find the colour of their roots. Attired in different shades of light, some trees know it’s only an illusion for powers that be that they are on the … Continue reading Underground

Shades of Truth

Stroke by stroke, she painted a dream.  It took ages of self-discovery to complete the picture. It featured the hues of her soul. Mixing colours on the palette took considerable effort to create the right shade. The tints of experience, dreams and space for herself turned out to be a striking combination. It was an … Continue reading Shades of Truth

Unveiled

The chairs are waiting for the hosts. Guests whisper, eyes fixed on the grand staircase. The couple was supposed to descend in style under a shower of confetti, a vision of elegance and love. But alas, it does not happen. The clock ticks and murmurs grow louder. Suddenly, a message arrives: "We’ve split.” And then, … Continue reading Unveiled

Overwhelmed

Maya is the CEO of a bank,  headquartered in Bombay, who  hails from a backward state in  India. She recollects how  she often felt stifled by the village's traditions. Her doting grandmother, cherished the old ways. One evening, Maya confided, "I want to explore the world.” Grandma smiled gently, "I once felt the same. But … Continue reading Overwhelmed

A star – yet to be born

If old benches and bikes remind you of grandparents, think again. Ascending those creaky stairs is daunting, but I make the journey with resilience. The space at the top may be modest, but it's all I need to thrive—a bed, a microwave, a chair, and a table with a reading lamp. The bike parked below … Continue reading A star – yet to be born

Potential

What kind of sounds do their souls emanatetheir essence scooped out - too soon or too late?Did they grow unhindered to their full potential?before gifting shells l to those who appreciate their essence scooped out - too soon or too lateI wonder if they cry for what has been lostbefore gifting shells l to those … Continue reading Potential

Not fiction, not my clone

I’m still wordlesswhirlwind speedsleads to whirl-cycloneand much more… six trillion milesis a light-yearI was not taughtto count beyond thatand I’m not sureif I’m within that rangeor without mooringsbeyond the span of gravity I feel a pullwith no strings attachednot a known face or namelimitations put me in shame I’ll write about it sometime.if time existsor … Continue reading Not fiction, not my clone