Story of the Month June’2016: Grandma Mary looked down at the floor, and felt tears rising to her eyes, but not from the pain. It was strange. She had come up here to do exact same, and yet now… it felt so very wrong;
His loud screams could be heard throughout the neighbourhood. Scared, I got off my bed and ran into his room. My little boy was sitting on the edge
This, my friend, is the story of an evening. And evening when it rained. Pitter-patter pitter-patter. On the roofs, on the roads, on the cars, on the umbrellas and even on the heads of those who were attempting a frog kiss.
A romantic meeting with her when everyone else in her family went to a marriage leaving both of us alone. Read romantic love story in Hindi.
The sand beneath her bare feet was warm, as Rani returned home with her friends, after a refreshing bath in the river, Thennar. They still bathed in the shade of the old banyan tree
It has been 11 long years, longer than usual for her. Kavya, deep in her thoughts stands alone at the terrace, at this odd hour past midnight.
A lazy Sunday afternoon after a sumptuous meal seemed disgusting when I had been instructed to shift all my old college notes from my room to the attic
I tied jasmine twisting it around the thread as it gained height owing to its remarkable growth genes. I weeded palm and plucked away dry pods
Short Story Suspense: This was sheer madness !! It was just not possible, breaking all the rules of physics, how can you look into the past?