A Time to Think #FridayFictioneer

All his life, Nikhil had been an advocate of rationality. He did not believe anything that is beyond his sensory perception. Nirmala shared Nikhil’s worldview. Ever since they moved into the new home of theirs, one after another events have shaken Nikhil’s belief system. Sitting alone in the cafeteria in the neighborhood shopping mall, Nikhil... Continue Reading →

A Stormy Night #FridayFictioneer

Nirmala’s cry woke Nikhil up. “Why is the room so cold”, he wondered, “is the AC on? But our ACs remain dismantled.” "Nikhil my son is missing,” Nirmala was disconsolate, “bring back my son.” “He is sleeping at our friends?” Nikhil could see something has changed inside Nirmala, is this a sign of mental breakdown,... Continue Reading →

Someone in the Room #FridayFictioneer

“No breeze, not even a draft,” an incredulous Nirmala stared at the gently rocking chair, “yet it looks like someone is sitting on the chair?” “Is someone in the room?” wondered Nirmala, “ howis it really possible? Can a spirit shuttle between worlds, like a sea plane flies in air and also floats on water?”... Continue Reading →

Under Watch #FridayFictioneer

This was her first night in the house. Nirmala had hoped for a sound sleep after a long day. She was wrong. As she switched off the light, a consolidated mass of darkness enveloped her. Whistle of train engines from station nearby, occasionally pierced the silence. Not sure when she had dozed off, Nirmala woke... Continue Reading →

Back to Work #FridayFictioneer

“I persuaded Bhola to come back,” Nikhil said, helping Nirmala stand up. Nirmala tried to exude confidence without much conviction, "you are back! see everything is fine here. " Read : Unplugged Kettle “From tomorrow,” Bhola said grimly, “ I shall work between sun rise and sun set.” Sitting in a crowded public place displaying a... Continue Reading →

Unplugged Kettle #FridayFictioneer

Read : Welcome Nirmala got up to the sound of whistling kettle to fix herself a cup of tea. A hardcore rationalist Nirmala could not believe what she saw. Kettle was blowing steam, but power cord was not plugged in. Nirmala felt the ground move under her feet and walls were revolving around her. The connector... Continue Reading →

Welcome #Fridayfictioneer

In her well lit living room with big glass windows, Nirmala could not understand what made Bhola so afraid in such a beautiful setting. With little time at hand to engage in the flight of fantasy, Nirmala had work to do. Find a replacement for Bhola, find a school for her son and generally put... Continue Reading →

Scared #FridayFictioneer

On her way home from the airport, Nirmala saw “Box Office” on the display board. Nirmala was happy that she had also booked an entry into her new home. Aware of the house’s past, Nirmala, like her husband Nikhil, was not overly concerned of the unseen presence. Soon, she would debunk the myth and strike... Continue Reading →

Coincidence #FridayFictioneer

“Pick me up from the airport,” Nirmala had phoned before boarding, “I am excited!” -----X----- “Open the windows, Bhola, let fresh air and light in the room.” “Looks to be jammed,” Bhola tried to force the reluctant windows to open, “thank god, I shall be out of this unholy place by sun down.” On his... Continue Reading →

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