by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Fiction, Short Stories
‘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...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Short Stories
There were guests in my house today for my 60th birthday. Regrettably, my maid, Shantabai, did not show up for work despite my repeated instructions to her yesterday about the presence of guests. She had nodded in agreement, leaving no room for doubt about her...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Short Stories
Seated on her reclining chair on the verandah of her posh three-bedroom apartment, Priyanka Sethi savoured her evening tea. She inhaled the enchanting fragrance of the petrichor that accompanied the first rains. Such recreational moments were possible only on...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Short Stories
With a sinking heart, Piyush opened the invitation card that the driver of the Bhatias gave him. The Bhatia couple Rohit and Sneha had invited Piyush Mehera, his wife Reema, and their seven-year-old son Maher for their son’s sixth birthday party. Piyush dreaded...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Short Stories
Pulling my suitcase, I opened the coupe door of the Rajdhani Express. My co-passenger, a lady in her mid-thirties beamed on seeing me. “Ramkumar! Where have you been all these years?” She gave me a warm hug. “What are you gawking at? Didn’t you recognize me? I am...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Short Stories
“Kya khaana hai?” The girl asked. The boy, a customer at my Pani Puri stall, answered her before I could. “This is Pani Puri. Are you new to this place?”. She nodded, her confusion palpable. “I know this is Pani Puri; I asked how it is...
