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Sudha Vishwanath
Mrs. Sudha Vishwanath, a tutor by profession, took to writing as a hobby. Her heart-warming stories have found a place in anthologies and magazines. She has added a feather to her cap by winning third place in the prestigious Strands flash fiction. She also pens poetry. A couple of them have been published.
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TRUE TREASURE
‘True Treasure,’ written by Sudha Vishwanath, is a heart-touching story driving home the fact that with grit and resilience, one can pave through the hardest path in life. The story tells that true friendship is not something that thrives on monetary strength, but on the bond and affection that the four protagonists share.
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The Other Man
Rudali felt sapped of energy as she looked at the computer screen. '64 new messages,' it said. Most of them were from her so-called 'fans.' Some thought the dictionary had no words to describe her newly released novel. "Madam, it was one of the best pieces you wrote....
The Christmas Gift
Ten-year-old Joe was buzzing with excitement. Christmas was just around the corner, and this year, he planned to ask Santa for something truly special. His artwork had been shining bright at school, and his teacher praised him for his undeniable talent in painting,...
Beauty Lies In The Eyes Of The Beholder
"I really don’t want to meet him. He doesn’t exactly stand out,” Ranjana complained. “I’d much rather talk to Mohan. He’s got a nice appearance and a friendly smile. But Raghav? He gives me the creeps. Just look at his thick brows—there's nothing romantic about him at...
The Eerie Night
As the college day function stretched into the evening, I could feel my restlessness growing, especially as the clock inched closer to 8:30 PM. Back in the 1980s, it was the norm for girls to be home by 7 PM. I had however, managed to persuade my parents to loosen...
An Unforgettable Night
Pritish wasn't the type to give in to foolish notions of his parents and grandparents. Yet, they managed to sway his opinion with an outpouring of tears from the women, while the men consoled them. “Dad, how can you hold onto such outdated beliefs? Granddad is old and...
Who Wrote These Letters
Shubrato returned home tired after a long day at work. As a thirty-year-old chartered accountant, the end of March was always a demanding time for him. With a heavy sigh, he acknowledged that today marked the last day of March, and starting tomorrow, things would...