Shattered Dream #SundayPhotoFiction

“Sir, we are ready to release you,” the negotiator would say, “as long as you promise not to engage in political activity, for next five years.” He was a political prisoner. Access to a window was one of the few privileges he was granted. His favorite pastime was to look outside. Wild plants, with scrawny... Continue Reading →

Kept Waiting #SundayPhotoFiction

“Your meeting has been rescheduled an hour later,” Guru ji’s man friday informed inspector Sharma who had come to investigate a case, “something urgent has come up.” “Do you want something stronger?” Sharma was about to light his cigarette when the attendant invited him in, “come with me.” “The man must be seriously connected,” Inspector... Continue Reading →

Scheming #SundayPhotoFiction

Back after his morning walk, Guru ji was getting ready for his daily routine. As head of the sect, he was in charge of the morning puja. Despite a cold bath and wearing fresh clothes, he was feeling restless but not able to understand why. “Guruji,” his aide knocked on the door of his personal... Continue Reading →

Spiteful #SundayPhotoFiction

Shalini had made up her mind about visiting Guru ji. So enraged was Shalini, that she did not even notice her cat looking at the image of chick moving around on the computer screen. An idea struck Shalini out of no where. Shalini had noticed that her cat’s behavior changed everytime the picture of tiny... Continue Reading →

In Two Minds #SundayPhotoFiction

This summer he had planned to take a vacation. Inspector Aditya Sharma was looking intently at the brochure of the holiday resort. “Price looks affordable, I wish I could go” thought Sharma, “but this job with police department is like a boa constrictor, it does not let you go once it has you in her... Continue Reading →

A Dark Heart #SundayPhotoFiction

All his life Guru ji has been an early riser. A long morning walk and feeding his favorite crow has become a part of his morning ritual. A few years back, guru ji had found this injured bird and nursed it back to health. Today, a bond is established between the man and the bird.... Continue Reading →

Throwing Dart in the Air #SundayPhotoFiction

“Yes I visit a spiritualist”, Sandhya answered the police inspector Sharma, “he is our family guru.” Despite her outward assertiveness, Sandhya was nerveous. She was not sure how much the police man already knew? What if the police inspector twisted her statements and implicated her in the death of Shyam? Sandhya remembered fondly good times... Continue Reading →

Cornered #SundayPhotoFiction

"Hello inspector," Sandhya sounded confident and assertive, "what is so urgent? I told you everything earlier, I have nothing more to add." Sandhya was different from men and women inspector Sharma routinely interacted with. She had an air that suggested that she was coming from well to do family. During her chat at Sailen’s party,... Continue Reading →

The Waiting Room #SundayPhotoFiction

Sitting in the small waiting room lined with cheap plastic chairs, Shalini felt the room lit with an artificial light resembled her life. Shalini was asked to wait here, as the inspector got a phone call and had to leave. Still clueless about the proceedings so far, Shalini was also not sure, how much longer... Continue Reading →

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