The Survivor

He was not an honourable hero but an intelligent survivor. They came for him when he slept but he never slept on the bed. He slept under the floor boards aware of the minutest of noises. The creaking floorboards told him of his enemies’ presence. He waited until it was opportune and emerged from his… Read More »

Pens, Papers and Handwriting

I had forgotten what it feels like to put pen to paper. Almost all my note taking is either on a laptop or on my mobile phone. It is either type or swipe depending on the device. Writing is limited to writing on cheques or signatures. I do not have a very good handwriting and… Read More »

Vengeance

It’s not that I do not want to kill you but there is a far greater satisfaction in torturing you, making you suffer and letting you live as a vegetable while I thrive and you are aware that I destroyed you, your dreams and your family. Vengeance needs to be decorated, plated, and presented well.

Man in the Kitchen

I know this sounds scary but I can assure the kitchen and the building are still intact. I decided that my first documented effort in any form of cooking has to be a South Indian staple. The chilli powder that we South Indians swear by whenever we see a dosa or idli is fairly easy… Read More »

Touch

She lazed with her head on his thighs. His warm hands on her cheeks; caressing. She looked at him reading. She closed her eyes and decided to enjoy the caress. The slow movement of his thumb moving sideways and his other fingers inching slowly to explore her neck heightened her anticipation and killed her sleep.

5 Minutes

He I knew her for 3 years and we were comfortable in our skins. Valentine’s Day was not a special day for us but every weekend was. It was the weekend and we both were lazing in bed after breakfast, sharing and reading a book, sipping on tea I had made. The afternoon sun crept… Read More »

First Sighting

The snow storms were getting worse and weather was getting unpredictable. Getting stuck in the Hindu Kush during winter meant death. Girika and his soldiers were retreating and the mountain passes were closing for winter. They were the last group to leave. They had a simple mandate; to keep an eye for who was coming… Read More »

Book Review – Ravi Subramanian

It’s always difficult when you have read multiple books by the same author and try to compare. It is tougher if you have not read his or her books according to release date and time. The attempt here is to look at the good, bad and ugly of the stories. If God Was a Banker… Read More »