The Other Side of the Story
Sixth Avenue, one of the city’s main arterial roads, forked into two, just some fifty kilometers from the river water
Poor Misunderstood Me
It happened again, perhaps for the third time in two days. I was standing in front of the wall beside
Remembrance
The aroma of coffee always intoxicates my senses. Coffee and cigarettes. What a heavenly combination! I spend evenings like this
CROSSED IN LOVE
Diwali was just around the corner and the much-abhorred cleaning was underway. Anika had just
Cupid’s Arrow Has No Clock
A knock on the door was what triggered off the chain of events. Anika was clearing the loft, poised delicately
Midnight Break
“ Midnight on the bridge. Come alone.” Six words were all I typed before pressing the Send button and then
Betrayed
“Don’t even think of it,” Prerna’s voice came thundering from the kitchen. Like all mothers, she seemed to possess some extra