Avanika knew something was wrong the second she spied his name flash on the screen. It was tempting to ignore the call, but instincts told her she should at least listen to what he has to say. “Yes?” Her voice was even. “I need your help, Avni. Come immediately, please.” “The name is Avanika. What happened?” Judging the desperation in his tone, it was … Continue reading Apartment 703
It is my privilege to reveal the cover for Damyanti Biswas‘s debut crime novel, You Beneath Your Skin to be published this September by Simon & Schuster, India. I’ve known Damyanti for the last one year. She is a wonderful and fun person to be around. She is vivacious and effervescent and I truly admire her as a writer. So, without further ado, here’s the cover! The red and … Continue reading Cover Reveal of the Book- ‘You Beneath your Skin’ by Damyanit Biswas
11/4/19
Ma… it is a beautiful word, and I’m sure you are as beautiful as this word is. Do you look like the woman I see in my dreams? You sing to me lullabies in your soft and tender voice. I love it when you caress me, so gently and affectionately. I want to be in your arms soon. Continue reading MA
I belonged to the late king, Go-Nak who was kind and merciful. He moved on to the afterlife2, a few days ago. Hufer, the priest and the magic healer, was held as the accused. I always believed he was the loyal one. Go-Nak had left behind his only son, Ra-Men-Tme, as his successor. Continue reading The Holy Book
“Feeling sluggish, Terra? ” As I slowed down to leave my orbit, Venus asked.
“Signs of old age. My head is spinning. I can be selfish for a day; I have decided to rest today.” I blabbered.
“Age is just a number, sista. Besides, we are the same age, give or take a few million years. That’s like a few nanoseconds in human years…” Venus started.
Sia takes apprehensive steps towards the intriguing gothic structure. Her mind is filled with myriad chaotic thoughts. She has lost her nation, her people, her family, her friends. The partition has taken its price. Sia has survived to tell the gruesome tale of partition. Continue reading The Frozen Tears
His wrinkled hands joined together, but his eyes didn’t dare to look into mine. This was the day, I had waited for. But now, it felt useless, this whole charade of forgiveness. How did it matter anyway? Continue reading The Forgiveness #TellTaleThursday
In the intense gloomy darkness, as the dying candle flickered – my heart was filled with dread. It was hard to tell what was darker- the night or my life? It was my birthday, today. Continue reading The Wish #TellTaleThursday
Ah! In the middle of the night, I woke up sweating. I took a moment before it dawned on me that I was in a hotel room. I needed to pee so bad.
As soon as I turned on the light, I noticed a silhouette of a hand. It appeared out of nowhere on the glass pane. The hand looked skinny and ghostly. The emaciated ghost! Continue reading The Ghostly Hand#TellTaleThursday
I come to this club every weekend, usually with a couple of friends, today I came only with one, Ted.
As I grooved to the music, I noticed a man dropping a few drops from a vial into the drink of a girl sitting at the barstool. The unsuspecting girl had been busy on the phone and without realizing what transpired, she picked the glass. I took a leap and toppled her glass before she could take a sip. Continue reading A Spilled Drink #TellTaleThursday
