That afternoon,Mohan picked up the bunch of keys of their old bungalow at Khopoli, some 100km away from his Mumbai residence. He took along some bedsheets, a dozen whiskey glasses, three full bottles of Yellow Label whiskey, a couple of bottles of Smirnoff vodka, a dozen of cool drinks with icebox, salted cashew nuts, cheese boxes, cucumber,a drum of mineral water and a few sets of playing cards. With all goodies arranged in the back seat of his car,Mohan along withhis domestic help Dagadudrove fast and reached Khopoli much before sunset. Following the landmarks given by the seniors, he reached the top of the hill where the old decrepit bungalow stood gracefully amidst big tamarind andbanyan trees. Mohan parked the car near the bungalow and along with Dagadu unlocked the big wooden door that had been untouched for decades. The screeching sound of the door made Dagadu feel a bit…
”That is the fan-tailed flycatcher, Baba,” Rachana exclaimed. “It sings very melodiously. Both the male and the female make their nest working together, using…
Satish’s thought engine was running rapidly. “I have got a fantastic idea. But I am not surewhether it would receive acceptance from my readers.…
A blue girl sat alone in a cold dark room. In the centre of the floor she crouched, hugging her body, shivering from the…
Benji’s life was this monotonous cycle of waking up, getting prepared for his tedious work of guarding the ATM, eat whenever he finds time,…
Excuse me! Would you please let me know where I can find Prof. Dhruvika Dhanju? I want to meet Dr. Dhanju. A seventeen-year-old girl…
“In this world you’re arguing with me. But in a different world we might not have even met. That’s alternate reality.”, I said. …
The earliest memory I have of my maternal grandma is of her pure white, silky hair. Besides this, I recall her creased but tender…
Often she would imagine herself sitting all alone on a low cliff by the seashore watching the mysterious waves crash against the steadfast rocks.…
