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Sudha Vishwanath
Mrs. Sudha Vishwanath, a tutor by profession, took to writing as a hobby. Her heart-warming stories have found a place in anthologies and magazines. She has added a feather to her cap by winning third place in the prestigious Strands flash fiction. She also pens poetry. A couple of them have been published.
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TRUE TREASURE
‘True Treasure,’ written by Sudha Vishwanath, is a heart-touching story driving home the fact that with grit and resilience, one can pave through the hardest path in life. The story tells that true friendship is not something that thrives on monetary strength, but on the bond and affection that the four protagonists share.
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The Blue Umbrella
After nearly eight years apart, Nilesh and Raman met. Both had pursued master's degrees in different locations and were now back in the same city with jobs. “Let’s revisit our favourite bachelor hangout,” suggested Nilesh, his grin wide with nostalgia. “Sounds like a...
Dignity First
So it all started when Ranganathan, a once robust and lively man, became sick, his body now a mere shell of its former self. Seventy-eight-year-old Ranganathan and his wife Parvati, five years younger than her husband, had never been a burden to their three daughters....
THE PARK THAT WAS!
A fresh look tends to spark excitement, but my situation tells a different tale. What good is a stunning facelift and captivating appearance if there’s no one around to voice their admiration? That’s where my story begins. The government decided to rejuvenate this...
Who Is The Culprit
As the sun rose on Sunday morning, the air was filled with the cheerful chirping of birds. Suraj Verma groggily stirred in bed, berating himself for neglecting to close the curtains the night before. The soft morning rays filtered into his 8th-floor apartment. Barely...
The Hands Of Fate
“Take these parathas for the journey,” Rachna urged, handing me a packet. ‘They serve food in the plane,’ I was about to say, but I accepted it. She had never grasped the intricacies of flying internationally. This was my second trip back home in three years,...
THE RIOT
You sneak out with the stealth of a cat when your mother goes for a bath. She had warned you not to venture out. "The riots have subsided, but all is not well. You may be a law student, but that doesn't mean the rioters won't harm you. “Stay home,” your father has...