The wings of a bird

The wings of a bird

The white Ford Endeavour screeched to a halt on the porch of the Ramamurthys. Parking it aesthetically, Priya Venkatesh stepped out of the driver’s seat, much to the awe of the two ladies of the Ramamurthy household. They exchanged acerbic glances....
Justice served

Justice served

‘OUCH,’ the baby inside my tummy kicked hard. The pain, however, was so soothing. The feeling of a life kicking inside the tummy, I suppose, is the most exciting for a mother. It was my baby shower. Guests poured in, and Amma’s complete medical...
Standing At The Threshold

Standing At The Threshold

The farewell resonated profoundly within her. She yearned for him to articulate the emotions she craved to hear. Was her affection unrequited? Did he not possess any feelings for her? Or was he possibly encumbered by jealousy over his academic performance, which paled...
The Valuable Trunk Box

The Valuable Trunk Box

I tucked my bag beneath my seat and leaned back against the plush cushioning of the Rajdhani Express, which I had boarded from Mumbai Central, heading towards Delhi. As I perused the passenger manifest on my handset, a delightful piece of information caught my...

THE TRUE HERO

The seventh-grade students eagerly lined up outside the Principal’s office to hand in their creations for Mother’s Day. The kind middle-aged Principal, encouraged all students to either create a drawing or write a few lines of prose or poetry in honour of...