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....
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 6, 2025 | Drama, Fiction, Short Stories
A scent reminiscent of the ocean’s salty breeze and the intense fragrance of spices permeated the apartment, piquing Joe’s interest. The twelve-year-old rose and inhaled deeply. “Come on, get up, you sleepyhead. Mother is preparing fish...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 6, 2025 | Fiction, Short Stories
Winter in Philadelphia had set in with much intensity, probably this year. A volley of cold wind had been blowing right from the afternoon the day before. However, that did not deter shopping lovers from thronging their favorite store during the choicest Christmas...
