by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Short Stories
With a nonplussed look, Vivek watched as Rajan Bhai instructed his son, Montu, to stuff the bag with bottles of Vodka. “Confused?” Rajan Bhai laughed, displaying a set of stained teeth. “These are the tricks of the trade, my boy. You will learn...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Short Stories
‘Cursed Avanthi, why did she have to suggest this truth and dare game, and why did Dayani have to come up with this punishment for me!’ “Thousand steps in this dense path!” Dayani had pronounced the verdict using the steel bottle as the...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Short Stories
“Bahadur, what’s up? How is your job going on?” “Is there any novelty in our type of work, Shyam? We are recruited for security purposes but people in the building premises make us do everything under the firmament. Buying vegetables,...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Short Stories
Husband: Can I get a cup of hot coffee? It has been a hard day at work. My head is splitting awfully. Wife: Oh is it?. You know I had a very smooth day at work. My head isn’t in pain at all. God has given me some superpower. I can not only make coffee for you...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Short Stories
Chand villa dazzled under the deluge of the multi-colored lights that cascaded from the verandah. Mellifluous sound of the Shehnai* filled the air amidst the hustle and bustle. “Laajwanti,” Roopchand called...
