A SHORT STORY: “Five-year-old Mili was enjoying a Sunday outing with her father, Ashutosh. They had not come to Connaught Place since before the pandemic, and Ashutosh was keen to see how things were.”
The real social distance has always been there. A short story on the different lives of different classes during the COVID-19 lockdown. Will society ever bridge the distance?
The Demagogue-class Castecaster crash-landed on a strange planet in the Tch O-kid ‘ar cluster of stars. I had lost my bearings and the crash had left me badly disoriented. I precariously stumbled out of the craft onto the alien terra firma. As far as my eyes could see, the landscape was swathed in eyeball-melting orange. AContinue reading “2019: A Face Odyssey”
\”Switty switty switty tera pyaar chahida…,\” rang out Stefan\’s cell phone.He cuts the call.Guru: \”Who was it?\”Stefan: \”My vice-captain.\”\”Why didn\’t you take the call?\”\”Coz he\’s a smart-ass..!\”\”Stefan, you\’re the first person in 7 years years, 11 months, 3-and-a-half days to visit me. And you seem like an intelligent fellow. While you\’re here anyway, why don\’tContinue reading “A Real Conversation”
Somehow, by prior arrangement or divine intervention, the bat connected the ball and the ball repelled. Sahil Joglekar\’s heart stopped. For reasons beyond his control, his eyes were tightly shut. In the subsequent days, and even years, people would ask him whether it was fear or desperation or both that made him shut his eyesContinue reading “The Moment the World Froze”
Once upon a time, there was a great king. He was very powerful and prosperous. So he built a huge palace for himself and his 76 queens. It was a magnificent palace of gold, silver, and precious stones. It was the most beautiful building in the whole of the world. Other kings were jealous ofContinue reading “The Royal Palace”
FADE IN.GREATER KAILASH, SOUTH DELHI BUNGALOW. A POSH HOUSE TASTEFULLY FURNISHED.The camera pans the drawing room and moves toward the kitchen as Dudette passes in front of the camera straying into the kitchen by mistake.INT. KITCHEN. DAY.Mom has a white thing in her right hand, trying to crush it on the kitchen granite slab. DUDETTEMomContinue reading “Dudette Discovers Garlic!”
Rajiv ji looks at Ishaan and asks, “What do you say? Will you use it?” Pause. Ishaan is staring at the floor. “Bolo! If you will use it then I’ll take it. Its valid for a month.” Ishaan slowly nods his bowed head from left to right, indicating ‘OK’.
Bunty cut sharp left and screeched to a halt next to the footpath under a shady tree. He took out his Nokia N70 and called Pummy. \”Where are you?\” he barked. \”Arre I\’m just reaching na!\” came the reply. Bunty\’s face contorted. He made a quick calculation. \’Just reaching\’ would mean another 30 minutes. HeContinue reading “Chronicles of Bunty: It Could Be You!”
Another red light. I guess I must have been in a good mood, coz, I reached into my pocket, took out a coin and dropped it into the cupped palm of the beggar woman. The baby on her hip was playing with a deflated balloon—pulling it and releasing it to whip in the air, orContinue reading “Generosity Impersonified”