First Born #SundayPhotoFiction

“I always wanted to have space of my own,” she must have wondered aloud looking at the patch, when the real estate agent as if reading her mind said, “you can create a kitchen garden here.” This patch of green in the back of the house tilted the scale in favor of moving into this... Continue Reading →

Yellow Bicycle #SundayPhotoFiction

A pair of bright yellow colored bicycles mother noticed as soon as she emerged from the station. The sheer beauty of the yellow color fulfilled her mind with happiness. She was transported to her childhood days when world used to be full of color and possibilities. “Why don’t we rent one,” she asked her daughter,... Continue Reading →

Princess and Pauper #CarrotRanch

Princess Pihu had five maids taking care of her every needs. Laborer Ramu had to take care of needs of his family. Pihu had never done any work, Ramu had not done anything but work.  Watching Ramu’s sweat soaked body, chiselled by hard labor would evoke unexplored feelings in Pihu.  Land lord’s daughter has fallen... Continue Reading →

Memory #FridayFictioneer

“Dad, time to get rid of this old piece of junk,” son looked contemptuously at the old piano his father was so engrossed in playing his music on, “look plants growing out of it; why not let me gift you a new one this birthday?” “Son, your mother used to sit there, when I made... Continue Reading →

Visitor #CarrotRanch

Six months before, one night I woke up from my intermittent sleep. Something ran over my body. There he was eating my leftover meal. We have gotten used to each other.  He stares at me curiously. Sitting on his hind quarter he wipes his face and his moustache. I think he prepares himself for the... Continue Reading →

Old Friend #Friday Fictioneer

A gift from her father, the scooty was a symbol of Nirmala’s independece.  “Nimmo, this is for you,” Nirmala still remembered the day when her father presented her the set of keys. There was resistance. “So much freedom for a girl is not good,” said grandma, “she has to go to her in laws.” But... Continue Reading →

Diversification #Friday Fictioneer

“Youngsters flock to fast food joints,” complained Mangu bitterly, “don’t eat our snacks.” Static profit margin for past several quarters, declining footfall of customers and competition from fast food chains, were becoming a cause of worry, for Mangu Ram and his son Ramesh. “Diversify Bapu,” Ramesh toyed with the model of new store, “Mangu Ram... Continue Reading →

Eagle Eye #Sunday Photo Fiction

The pointed toe, yellow colored shoe fascinated Shambhu, the first time he saw it in the store. He imagined walking his village lanes wearing the shoe and everyone looking at him enviously. He convinced Shibu, the sales man, to put a deposit from his own pocket till Shambhu returned him the money in twenty four... Continue Reading →

Trapped #Sunday Photo Fiction

Arun rode his bicycle at breakneck speed. This Sunday, Mr. Sanyal’s daughter Shefali has agreed to go for a lunch date with him, provided Arun took Mr Sanyal’s permission.  “Sir home?” parking his bicycle Arun asked Shefali, “did you tell him?” “backyard; trying to build a tree house for his grandson," answered Shefali, "ask him... Continue Reading →

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