This flash fiction was written and first published on Tell-A-Tale during the Tornado Giveaway 2 by ‘The Book Club‘ She took a taxi from the airport to his office, a remote area near the oil-drilling site. It was a spur of a moment to come so far without informing anyone. She started before her courage deserted her. But how was she going to tell him? And how would he react? She didn’t know. A fist squeezed her heart. He would expect her to fly into his arms and sit in his lap.
This post was written for ‘Lessons Learned from Indians’, a unique initiative by Krish Murali Eswar. Their motto is to ‘Share Your Lessons Learned in Life with the World so that Others Learn from Your Life’.
Corporates run innumerable leadership and team management programs, but I am not sure the source from which MS Dhoni draws his lessons on Team Management! I wonder, whether BCCI sends him to those ‘Leadership Programs’ or asks him to read Harvard Business Review or artic
Edit Aug 2015 Boomerang now available as a standalone short story on Amazon, published by Indireads. I wasn’t surprised when my short story ‘Boomerang’ was shortlisted in the Indireads Short Story competition in August 2014. I was sure about the plotline and its execution, what I wasn’t ready for the overwhelming popular votes and interest the story garnered. Yes the final results were based on votes a story amassed and ‘Boomerang’ was declared a winner after some agonizing w
Note: This article was written for ‘Lessons Learned from Indians’, a unique initiative by Krish Murali Eswar. Their motto is to ‘Share Your Lessons Learned in Life with the World so that Others Learn from Your Life’. So there I was, many years of corporate life, frequently falling sick, indiscriminately popping Crocin, Combiflam pills. Sometimes sacrificing precious events of my children for the job, and sometimes silently ignoring the boss’s instructions for kid’s tennis cla
Note: This story was written for Femina Fast Fiction. She watched Abhishek sit in the taxi from their fourth floor living room window. He looked up and waved at her, she lifted her hand in farewell and smiled, a smile which didn’t reach her eyes. Abhishek, her husband of two years, worked in merchant navy and had left for another three months stint and had yet again refused her desire to start a family. He wanted to be rich and settled before taking additional responsibilitie
Short Story The little girl was standing at the threshold of the room, unable to understand the fuss around the two babies in the cribs beside her mother’s bed in the hospital. Her mamaji, was standing at the only window in the room, deep in his thoughts and her mother was sobbing with occasional hiccups. The little girl waited for her father to take them home so that she can have hot, soft and fluffy rotis, her mother was famous for. Today was their third day in the hospital