Tapan sat on his ergonomic mesh chair on the fourteenth floor of a Gurugram glass monolith, watching the monsoon humidity condense into greasy thumbprints…
He looked hurt. Yes, definitely got punched. His jaw was distorted, cheeks swollen and a thin red streak ran between his lips, slowly draining…
One must be somewhat mad to leave home at half-past four in the morning, but such are the demands of a working life in…
Look, I’m not saying Ramu was a liar exactly. My mother would’ve called him “creative with the truth.” He sold fruit near the old…
I reached my office, sweaty, bedraggled and in dire need of rear ends to kick. I owed my saintly mood to the soul-sucking, BP-raising,…
Ken Elswick was a retired archivist known to list stone-skipping as one of his many hobbies. He owned a labrador named ‘Future’ and held…
A wind is moving the shrubs and tall trees around the red brick house swathed in English ivy and Virginia creeper. In the backyard…
The tide was up on the beach. It covered the mud flats. Sandworm bait diggers leave by early morning. So Carl and Lorenzo, carrying…
Stella Cromwell was a once-in-a-generation housekeeper. The calmness that came with keeping house – from dusting vintage wine bottles down in a cellar to…
Like a fool, I asked, ‘What film was that then?’ Mary stiffened in the high-backed chair and sucked in enough air to fill a…
I This story, let me tell you my friend, is neither about a mouse nor it took place in the city of Manhattan. But…
