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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 Forbidden Fruit
The crepuscular rays danced in the western sky as ten-year-old Rasha carefully walked through the muddy lanes of Idaikal village holding a bottle half filled with edible oil and a small bag with two onions, some ginger, a few chilies, and cilantro. His mind encouraged...
Sibling Rivalry
Ever since I gained the ability to understand what people were saying, I've found myself on the receiving end of comments like, "Why does your younger sibling look so different from the older one?" or, "I doubt Rihaan will ever be as charming as Rohan." I suspect...
Khem Singh
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...
Beauty Lies In The Eyes Of The Beholder
During today's dance competition, the theme revolved around the essence of Shringara Rasa. “Bet you, Amma,” Saundarya, the twenty-three-year-old Bharatnatyam dancer whose confidence and beauty knew no bounds, chirped. “There will be no participant to vie with my...
Back To Square One
BACK TO SQUARE ONE. You can never trust an alarm clock. It could be as treacherous as your boyfriend. That scoundrel cooly walked out of a six-year-old relationship. Frivolous reasons soon turned out to be a...
The Anniversary Gift
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 the...