Viren was your quintessential Late Lateef. Late for appointments, late for work, late for everything. Why he was even born two days AFTER the due date given to his mother for her delivery! It was a long-standing joke among friends that Viren would even be late for his own wedding and funeral. Well, at the…
Category: #fiction
Dear Mr. Ramsbottom, #BlogchatterHalfMarathon
Dear, Mr. Ramsbottom, Oh, how you loved to eat! Or, should I say, lived to eat. I loved cooking and you loved eating. Grilled kidneys, bacon, hash browns, and fried tomatoes for breakfast. Tea and cake made up the elevenses. Roast beef, peas, Brussels sprouts, Yorkshire pudding, and bread pudding for lunch on Monday, Wednesdays,…
Roger #BlogchatterHalfMarathon
Roger was the boy-next-door. The kind of son every mother longed for. The kind of boyfriend every girl wished for. The kind of husband every girl prayed for. He held a very good job and had a tidy sum put away. He paid his taxes on time. Lived at the right address. Took out the…
Hate #BlogchatterHalfMarathon
Could you hate someone so much that you wished them dead? Could you hate someone so much that you would kill them yourself? She hated her! Oh! How she hated her! She was the only one who knew what she was behind the mask she wore in public. The ever-smiling facade. The ‘alls-great-with me’ look….
Shadow & Light #Fiction
‘…the jury hereby declares Jonathan Brown guilty and sentences him to the gallows!’ A shocked gasp rippled through the crowd. That angelic-looking man was surely not capable of the crime he was being sentenced for, were the murmurs in the courtroom. The young man stood in the dock with his head bowed and body limp….
Rusty: Micro Fiction #MyFriendAlexa
2020 had been a nightmare so far and the shocks it kept giving refused to abate. She was sure she was only one among the millions who thought so. The grief, the losses, and the pain that this year had brought along had tinged everything a dull gray.’ God! Give me a sign that this…
Neela: Short Story #MyFriendAlexa
‘My daughter Neela is very patient. She is responsible, never complains, and is very large-hearted. She enjoys keeping the house ekdum saaf (very clean). She has no other qualities I could boast of though. Very plain looking, sadly she takes after me there.’ said Neela’s father, much to the chagrin of Susheela Tai, their neighbor…
Roli: Short Story #MyFriendAlexa
Based on a True Story Nina and Roli huffed and puffed as they climbed up the slope in the park. The morning sun was reluctantly making its way out from under its blanket of clouds when Roli’s smartwatch showed them they had walked 3 kilometers. ‘2 more to go, girl!’ exclaimed Nina, looking at hers,…
Neelan: Short Story #MyFriendAlexa
The sun seared her skin as she expertly split a large boulder into multiple small rocks. That’s when Mutthukannan felt the first twinge in her belly. The experience of previously birthing 9 children gave her the confidence that it would still be a couple of hours before her 10th one entered the world. Time enough to…
Popat : Fiction #MyFriendAlexa
‘There he goes again! Pagal buddha! (mad, old man)’ the Blacksmith guffawed ‘What I wouldn’t give to see what’s in that bag he carries’, added the Shopkeeper, swatting away flies. ‘Who are you’ll talking about?’ looked around the customer at the Tea Stall. ‘That old man walking there,’ pointed out the Blacksmith, picking at his…