Bosphorous: #FridayFictioneers

  Istanbul, 1970 Every night they sat huddled under the exquisite lamppost erected by the Turkish noble. They were a bunch of homeless vagabonds. The lamppost was a witness to imaginary tales, true adventures and some silly, inane anecdotes. On lucky days, they shared piping hot tea and leftover bread, handed over by some generous [...]


Christmas Carol: #FridayFictioneers

"I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas," Vivian hummed, as the barren tree outside the living room window stared back at her. The icicles lent it a certain character, though.     Adriana, her sister was busy decorating the Christmas tree. Vivian's twins were excitedly pitching in. "Mommy, you got to see these new decorations, we bought [...]


Matter of Tooth! :#Blogiversary #FridayFiction #GuestPost

Matter of Tooth!: By Varad ‘Please!’ I sputter and cough disgusting stuff into the gutter before looking at the repulsed passerby, ‘Point me to the nearest dentist.’ The scrawny, rag-clad man stares at me as if I had sprouted a second head. It was obvious that he did not understand a word of what I [...]


Despicable Me #MicroMondays

It's Monday morning. The toast just got burnt. The cleaning lady calls in sick. As Adil and I bolt towards the bus stop, we see the bus chugging away. It could hardly have been a bloodier beginning. Adil brawls, "I'm going to miss art class." I comfort him and make a devious plan. I call [...]

“Sometimes When We Touch”: #WOW #Blogadda

"Sometimes When We Touch" You ask me if I love you And I choke on my reply I'd rather hurt you honestly Than mislead you with a lie And who am I to judge you On what you say or do? I'm only just beginning to see the real you And sometimes when we touch [...]

The Actor: #MicroMondays

  The party was swinging. Toasts were being raised and glasses clinked. Doff had won an Oscar. His head started to reel. Wasn’t the Jagerbombs! The thought of rigging the awards haunted him like a banshee. Suddenly the room folded flat around him.   @@@@@@@@@@@@         Written as part of #MicroMondays, hosted [...]


Last Christmas: #FridayFotoFiction

The Holiday season was around the corner. The decked up stores were buzzing with shoppers galore.  As "Santa Clause is Coming to Town" played in the background, cheery people  gallivanted around with a spring in their feet. Some with two left feet even did a happy jig, with not a care in the world. Children [...]


Good, Bad and The… : #MicroMondays

Vishwas Kapur, the CEO of India's second largest company, is a spiritual man known for his philanthropic deeds. His employees love and revere him completely. After all he is firm, yet generous with his words and actions. But, each night he returns home to turn into a brutal monster. He rapes and assaults Nina. “Good [...]

Istanbul: #FridayFictioneers

"Woooah! What are those multi-coloured beauties we have on the mantle piece, Mommy?" asked Sam. "New additions to my artifact collection, Hun. Urns and vases, specially imported from Istanbul," Eva replied proudly. "They must have cost you a fortune?" Sam asked inquisitively. "Well, they did. All my years of savings went into them, sweetheart." "Mom! [...]


Criminal: #MicroMondays

  The strawberries went disappearing each night. Some one was definitely having a field day, thought Nathan. Whodunit? The neighbourhood kids? But there was a criminal. Unsuspected, unbeknownst. Mr. Rabbit and his little clan.     @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@           Written as part of #MicroMondays, hosted by the gorgeous couple Varad of Loose [...]