by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 6, 2025 | Drama, Fiction, Short Stories
The crepuscular rays danced in the western sky as ten-year-old Rasha carefully walked through the muddy lanes of Idaikal village holding a bottle half filled with edible oil and a small bag with two onions, some ginger, a few chilies, and cilantro. His mind encouraged...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 6, 2025 | Fiction, Short Stories
Ever since I gained the ability to understand what people were saying, I’ve found myself on the receiving end of comments like, “Why does your younger sibling look so different from the older one?” or, “I doubt Rihaan will ever be as charming...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 6, 2025 | Fiction, Short Stories
According to my teenage son Arvind, I was far from being a ‘cool’ dad. In fact, he often reminded me just how unhip I really was, and it stung more than I cared to admit. For starters, I was a teetotaler and prided myself on being a non-smoker, traits that he seemed...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 6, 2025 | Drama, Fiction, Short Stories
Swati sat fidgeting with the tissue paper stand, contemplating whether she should order another cup of coffee. Why was Nisha getting delayed? Her phone constantly said it was switched off. She stared at the huge round clock on the restaurant’s wall. The hands of...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 6, 2025 | Drama, Fiction, Short Stories
David hummed a mellifluous tune as he diligently polished Mr. Lobo’s shoes. The fourteen-year-old’s cheerfulness was so unusual and palpable that Mr. Lobo’s chauffeur, Henry, could not resist asking about his elated mood. “I am going to get...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 6, 2025 | Fiction, Short Stories
My mom and I were seriously engrossed in solving a very challenging mathematics problem when Dad arrived as a harbinger of doom, conveying the devastating news that two of his male colleagues, accompanied by their better halves, would be coming for dinner at 7.30 pm....
