Rolling Dice

The dice tumbled and the table leaned forward with held breath would it be a one or a six? given a chance it wants spherical dice where numbers mix wiped out dots to give opportunities to guess with some time to correct the mess dice lands on a rough surface a polished side gleaming A … More Rolling Dice


The black dog followed them home, and then blocked their path. He wouldn’t let them open the door to enter the house. They had ignored him for sometime, but there appeared to be a message in his persistence. “Let’s follow him. He has something to show us.” Tina felt he understood her language, and started … More Angel

First Line Friday

Dominic bowed his head to hide his face. He forgot that he did not need to do so, after the plastic surgery which has changed his appearance. It was an instinctive response on seeing the person who trusted him, but was backstabbed. He wondered if she had recognised him. But his body language was enough … More First Line Friday

Lure of Pink

The splashing of pink rain boots announced her impending arrival. And my heart used to beat louder, till she put me at ease with her silly banter and impromptu song-and-dance routines. It is a story that started at the age of three, and has continued for five decades.She has such a bubbly personality, Every cell … More Lure of Pink


If winter is death, surely, red-slashed autumn is the wound that brought it. Autumnal years have a sense of foreboding, but experience and wisdom add shades of color. Some may nurse wounds of unfulfilled ambition. Yet, the peace of white snow-filled peaks is unbeatable. It holds the enlightenment of truth, after peeling off layers of … More Autumn


He laid awake and said the name into the night. The night smirked,  “Find a new one. There are so many breathing the same name to darken the sky.” “I want it to light up the night”, said he. “It needs an original source – greatness being bestowed by darkness, admirers or followers is short-lived.” … More Greatness

Sweet revenge

The late morning was clear and crisp as Sawyer stepped out of the travel hostel. He was on a much-needed vacation, and had decided to go it alone. On the bus, he noticed Radhika, an Indian girl who was holidaying alone, and was chirpy enough to sat Hello to everyone out there. Guiltily, he admitted … More Sweet revenge

What was it?

Untouched books crowded his shelves, shiny leather spines and faded first editions, meticulously dusted and never read. She wondered how long it had been, and what had happened in his life after she left. Those days and nights of reading, and long evenings of deep discussions were still fresh in her mind. She had become … More What was it?

I ain’t no dupe

“I’m bought and worn, but I ain’t no dupe.You underestimated me, dude,” I chuckled silently as I handed over my resignation. It took six weeks to capture 70% of their client base, given my rapport with them. The idiots did make a counter-offer to retain me, but they had no clue their competitors are paying … More I ain’t no dupe