Rangan never understood the fascination of his younger son with rubber bands. He was sitting on a bench in the railway station. It doesn’t matter which railway station or waiting for which train, he was…
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Arth Sathya – Short Story
“You are so very jobless. At least let me do my job” this is a favorite sentence of my girlfriend to tell it to me. I am kidding. I have this knack of annoying her…
Mullai’s Place – Short Story
It was a very small part of a long house. Yeah, one couldn’t say it as a large house. When Kathir got transferred to the town down south, they found most of the homes are…
The voice in your head – Gok and the Doc Series
Chennai had an awful lot of drunken accidents given its abysmal nightlife. The person had driven over an unfinished bridge and jumped right off it. Needless to say, he was drunk. The passersby and the…
Desikan Lending Library – Short Story
“So how does your business work?” little Divakar asked Desikan. “Why don’t people buy books but borrow from you?” “The concept of lending library isn’t a new one. I give people the books they dreamt…
For Whom Did He Cry?
“Nobody could say what is going on in your mind. You just don’t show your emotion. You are afraid of being human”. He knew it was a mistake when he signed up for that anonymous…
Two Sisters – A Short Story
I looked at my sister sleeping in her bed in between her heavy books with worried creases on her forehead. She had asked me to wake her up early in the morning. I had overslept….
No Smoking – Short Story
After shunting between several rented houses in Chennai, the feeling of getting my own house was indescribable. I didn’t have to pay more per unit of electricity anymore. I didn’t have to make sure I…
What’s in a Rashi?
He came into the world on a bright May morning. Out of the ten babies born, he was the only male child in the hospital. There was no complication in the delivery. They had admitted…
The Converted God – A Short Story.
The street of Agraharam usually woke up to the suprabatham played in the Ramachandra Moorthy Temple in the street end. But for Maruthi, the day started much before that. He is the priest in charge…
