The Highway

Valentine’s Day – A short story

“That’s so cute. You think you’re scary. But mister, I have seen scary — and you ain’t got his smile”, beamed Snehal. She had just unearthed an attic hole in Rishab’s house. “So, that’s where you keep hiding all that stuff you are always scaring me with. Not anymore Mister. I’ve got you!”, she clicked

I never knew.. (A Microtale)

Remember the last time…

After his wife’s sudden demise, Victor had inherited all her wealth. Her car had skidded off the cliff and her swollen body was found two days later from the shore. He couldn’t be more proud of his foolproof plan and the clean execution of the ‘accident’. When the case was closed as an accident and

Far away from here…

The Corpse and a Valiant Cop

Xavier wanted to dart as fast as he could across the lifeless form that emanated the putrid odor. Yet, he stood transfixed to the spot. It was his first day at work and being a rookie cop, he wanted to impress his partner, who had been in the department for five years. Unfortunately, their team

BUSTED: 42 worded story

“Women aren’t allowed in. Disobey and face the Goddess’ ire”, trustee warned Sia, as she entered the temple sanctum. She not only came out unharmed, busting the villagers’ myths, but also unearthed the trustee’s stealthy collection of holy statues, busting him too! For 42 Words #20: MYTH

#351. MAAYA, THE DEVOTEE Forty-Two word Tale

The saint saw the hunchbacked lady being pushed by the overenthusiastic devotees, trying to get closer to seek his blessings. He signalled his disciple to help her out. She bowed infront of him, straightened, stabbed him and ran off into the crowd. #MaayaTheAssasin #MaayaAnIllusion ___________________________________ For 42 Words #35: TRICKERY

#315. THE PSYCHOPATH

Word Count-42 For 42 Words #34: Thriller & Suspense

#311. THE GHOUL

As the people broke open the main door of house no:13 and smelled the fetid odor, they were sure to find a dead body there. ‘Poor Jim’, they cried as they rushed inside. Jeremy always stood out in his outlandish clothes, morbid fascination for black magic tricks and midnight graveyard visits. He was called a

#300. THE DARE

“If you dare nothing, then when the day is over, nothing is all you will have gained.” His friend’s words reverberated in his ears, as Sam visited the graveyard at midnight, as a part of his dare. Shivering, Sam neared a tombstone to collect an iron plate to show it as a proof. As he

#285. THE TREASURE HUNT- A Flash Fiction

The search for the treasure first started when Sameer laid his hands on his father’s treasured wooden box. It had a map, which was worn out at the creases, with a lot of scribbles/markings all over it and a small key. He tried the key in every possible keyhole and tried opening every chest in