Flash Fiction

Mani swirled the steering wheel of broken down blue tempo on to muddy village road. His granny seated beside him pulled out a small jewellery…

The gaudy interiors and the tantalizing aroma of continental cuisine. Did nothing to wipe out the sullen expression on Tarun’s face as he stepped out…

"Ma, please take your pills on time." "Rashmi, I'll manage, don't bother —" "Hush, please, you have just recovered from pneumonia," Rashmi whispered, and she…

In the early hours, the mist parted to reveal the first of the three wooden bullock carts. They emerged loaded high with piles of raw…