by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Short Stories
On that pivotal evening, Mannat, typically absorbed in the television, after his return from work, unexpectedly called out to his wife, Suma with a sense of urgency and concern. This was a rare event that their family had not experienced for quite some time. Mannat...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Short Stories
The farewell resonated profoundly within her. She yearned for him to articulate the emotions she craved to hear. Was her affection unrequited? Did he not possess any feelings for her? Or was he possibly encumbered by jealousy over his academic performance, which paled...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Short Stories
I tucked my bag beneath my seat and leaned back against the plush cushioning of the Rajdhani Express, which I had boarded from Mumbai Central, heading towards Delhi. As I perused the passenger manifest on my handset, a delightful piece of information caught my...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Short Stories
The seventh-grade students eagerly lined up outside the Principal’s office to hand in their creations for Mother’s Day. The kind middle-aged Principal, encouraged all students to either create a drawing or write a few lines of prose or poetry in honour of...
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Short Stories
I stepped into the lady’s compartment of the 7.09 Virar-Churchgate local on the first morning of my work. In Mumbai they say that if you have travelled by this jam-packed train, then you can survive anywhere. Every halt brought more ladies into the compartment....
by Sudha Vishwanath | Jun 4, 2025 | Short Stories
“When will Dad come back?” My five-year-old son, Ketan, sobbed seeing his father leaving with a suitcase. My husband, Mukesh, traveled to Ratlam for a week once a month. Ratlam’s exquisite zari sarees and dress materials fetched a reasonable price...
