It was the evening of a big festival and I was out in the market alone. As luck would have it I was there a day before and the market was bustling with people but now it was silent and deserted. A couple of roadside stall vendors were still trying to sell something but I… Continue reading The bench
Tag: short story
Socks
I am on the sofa without any socks while the cold wind announces itself harshly. It finds its way through the gaps in the old doors and windows of the house. I am any day better than the guy I saw sleeping or passed out on the footpath in Gurgaon or those who try and… Continue reading Socks
Tea Cup- Short story (hindi)
I came to the blog with the determination to write something and then I checked my last post. Guess what, it was on 20th of August, exactly a month ago. In that very post, I had mentioned about writing more frequently which I failed to do. A lot of reasons but let's not get into… Continue reading Tea Cup- Short story (hindi)
Woh Shaam
I wrote this back in March this year. Enjoy reading it!
Kaafi arse se
I've always loved urdu/hindi poetry but never wrote much. This is where I wrote a certain thing and I'm sharing the same with you. Tell me if you share the same interest 🙂
That call
None of them believed me, for the thing I told them was of a very strange nature. Most of the people would have never heard such a thing and imagining it was beyond the capability of many. After I was done speaking, I realized my throat was dry and the strange silence had enveloped us… Continue reading That call
Duty Calls- Short story Part 1
This morning he was sitting in his jeep outside the government hospital. He had parked under a tree beside the gate, a few steps away from the bus stop where in every 5 minutes a bus came and a hoard deboarded the bus. A few went into the hospital while others rushed towards the metro… Continue reading Duty Calls- Short story Part 1
Into the night
In the silent night She moves on her toes Careful not to make Any sound or The wolves will know And she would never Be able to out run the wolves. He looks for her In the dead night A howl in the distance And that's the only sound Besides the crunching of snow Under… Continue reading Into the night
Man behind the door
I had been sitting on the sofa for some hours now with my laptop in front of me with no charge left. I had been without electricity for hours now and had been sitting in complete darkness. I heard someone climb the stairs and they sound seemed to stop right in front of my door, I… Continue reading Man behind the door
That house
Date - 27Dec 2015 11:13pm Entry 1 The weather is cold and it is a moonless night. The wind is fierce tonight and I hear a wolf howl somewhere in the distance. I am writing from the haunted house where I have been stuck for weeks now. There are no doors and I see no way… Continue reading That house