Fiction

Dead End #WoWe

A peak-summer, blistering hot morning of the plains. Rusted ceiling fans of the stone walled, nondescript government office whirled and made grudging, grinding sound. The flesh and bones behind the desks with their heads buried in discolored files went on Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago
Fiction

Handful of Serenity

It was a nothing-special-about-it kind of day. Time was just perfect. At least that’s what Mrs Chitterchatter thought. Simply because the morning rush hour that sees her juggling frogs was over. The house help had come and left the house Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago
Fiction

Inverted Reality

2320AD Fresh bout of attacks over the minority human settlements of Hominid Sector at Boreal Moon underway. The attack by the rouge humanoids started at 0300 hrs MST. Human causalities reported. Thus, went the news-cast on the telepathic extra-galactic devices Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago
Fiction

Tables Do Turn #WoWe

“What’s for dessert?”, quizzed Mr Balanced. Three sets of eyes, darted towards Mrs ChitterChatter and she undeniably loved attention! “Surprise!”, she replied getting up from seat. “What can that be?”, questioned InncoentBaby lustily. “Mrs ICareForAll had paid us visit two Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago