Short Story

By Arunanshu Chatterjee Its not something I give much thought about. I am a normal human being, as normal as you could get without being...

By Arunanshu Chatterjee To whomever it may concern, If you are reading this, it means that I am not alone. Thank God, for that. And by...

By Arunanshu Chatterjee My wife and I shifted houses this summer. We moved to a small gated community, whose houses were right beside...

By Arunanshu Chatterjee To whoever it may concern, I am writing this in the hope that one of our brethren may find it and know where to...

By Arunanshu Chatterjee Picture this. It is 1940. On a chilly morning in Berlin, Adolf Hitler wakes from a deep slumber. Rubbing the...

By Anushka Devesh I was placed in the park long before the trees grew tall. Wood shaped into stillness, iron nailed into silence, I was...

By Anushka Devesh When I was a child, the rain was never just water. It was an invitation. I folded pages torn from old notebooks into...

By Anushka Devesh The house had been empty for years. Ivy climbed its walls, windows clouded with dust, and the doors had swollen with...

By Dharmpal Singh Rajesh had just wrapped up his lunch at a local eatery and was ready to leave for an important client meeting. He...

By Dharmpal Singh Anil wasn’t like most people his age. While his colleagues planned weekend getaways or EMI schemes for new phones, Anil...

By Ilanila The Vengeful Presence at the Resort Two girls, Nanya and Amaya, shared a bond so deep that nothing could break them. They knew...

By Anushka Swain I slumped down beside my wife as I was extremely exhausted from all the paper works earlier. She went inside and brought...

By Mahabir Chakraborty One cloudy morning, a well-dressed gentleman with a black wooden cane appeared beside an old building. He began...

By Kalpana Sarmah  দিনটো হাজিৰা কাম কৰি ৰং মিস্ত্ৰী দিজেনে ঘামিজামি দমকলৰ পাৰতে গা'টো ধুই ললে। উস্‌ -- কোনোমতেহে ...

By Riddhu Rohar Today’s afternoon passed like any other day, and as soon as my son Manu returned from the school we headed to the market...

By Nasiruddin Hamid In the 18th century, there was a mental asylum—a large, isolated institution where the mentally ill were confined....

By Nasiruddin Hamid It was the most infamous year in the history of our land—when the old stories came true. The mosque’s  gloomy old...

By Nasiruddin Hamid The mud clung to his legs like the hands of the dead. Each movement dragged him deeper into the swamp's cold, sucking...

By Nasiruddin Hamid  Delhi, 1910 An old apartment in a forgotten alley of Delhi, dimly lit by a flickering laltain, cast a soft glow...

By Nasiruddin Hamid (Based on the Battle of the Camel, 656 CE, Basra — fought in one day, with nearly 10,000 men killed) In the early...