by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 5, 2025 | Drama, Fiction, Short Stories
“Cauvery, here is the money you earned from stitching clothes and embroidering. I hope you get to put this skill into practice back in your hometown. My best wishes are always with you.” The kind-hearted jail warden, Lakshmi Amma, handed Cauvery the...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 5, 2025 | Drama, Fiction, Short Stories
AUTHOR’S NOTE: WITH DUE RESPECT TO ALL THE RITUALS THAT FOLLOW AFTER THE DEATH OF SOMEONE IN A HINDU FAMILY, THE AUTHOR WOULD LIKE TO ASSERT THAT NOTHING STATED IN THE STORY HAS BEEN WRITTEN TO MALIGN ANYONE OR ANY RITUAL. 12th June 1992 After an...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Drama, Short Stories
Savitri Aunty hummed a melodious rendition of the late Carnatic music maestro MS Subbulakshmi, as she carefully kept her sarees from the neatly arranged cupboard into suitcases. I watched in awe at the exquisite collection. I have often seen Aunty draped in those...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Fiction, Short Stories
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....
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...
