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Colored Red

This was in my Gmail Drafts. I have reproduced it faithfully without editing. I remember writing this story […]

Those That Grow Best

It was a shy afternoon in Koramangala, then one of Bangalore’s ‘emerging’ areas, when I first met Saanvi. […]

Words Without Time

Tick tock, tick tock. The clock struck its own rhythm. She hated it. It seemed relentless. There was […]

This is the night

The wind howls. It tears at you, at your shirt, whipping its greedy fangs into its sleeves. But […]