A checkered shirt unbuttoned halfway through, an intentionally mutilated ragged and torn pair of jeans, a hairstyle ripped off from his favourite Khan’s latest movie, the ear studs, the bracelets, the stench of cheap perfume one could smell from a mile away, and if all this wasn’t disgusting enough, the bizarre half-bear, half-monkey gait. This… Read More Wishful Thinking #BarAThon
They had closely done a recce of the area. They had marked the locations carefully and identified the camouflage points. Once there, they had to act quickly. There was no time to lose. As darkness fell and the night creatures sang in the distance, they knew their stage was set. Once the curtains were drawn… Read More Caught red-handed #BarAThon
As the car skidded to a halt at the red light, Amit cursed the little boy who was trying to sell books to the restless people in the vehicles lined up. Had he not barged in in front of his car he would’ve made it through while the yellow light was still on. Now he… Read More Fragile lives #BarAThon
Her agonizing muffled cries filled the entire room. As she saw them strip her home bare of its soul and fill it up in their dusty rugged bags, all she could do was shut her eyes in despair and fruitlessly struggle to wring her tied hands out of the plastic ropes. ‘How could he do… Read More What you don't know #BarAThon
“Every one of us has a story to tell. Even the ones like you, who say they don’t.” I told A the other day while responding to a simple question posed by him, “Why do you write so much fiction these days?” It’s true. Every one has been blessed by nature with an imagination that… Read More What is your story?