Essays

PIT My Pet Pal

Day starts on the note of chronic monotony. I am in kitchen. It’s that time of the day when the pressure cooker is juddering with fury. Cooker would fail to contain the fury and soon will give out a whistle. The pan on the other flame holds oil, all set Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago
Food

Spurious Semblance

Winter always brings the best of weather, food and mood. The vegetable market is flooded with the fresh vegetable supplies. Last week, I couldnt resist the lure of green cucumber (Kheera) and Kashmiri carrots (red ones) stacked in the most tempting way. I bought loads of them. Once home, I Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago
Fiction

Nocturnal Treasure Hunt

“Oh God”, she muttered turning over in bed. “Ketan… Wake up”, she whispered, scrabbling blanket to reach him. “Maaaammaaa…There’s someone under my bed”, she said with trepidation. Dark night was perfect background for ghostly thoughts. A casual glance at the window, through which escaped faint street light, sent chill down Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago
Fiction

Blue Gaze

“Salam saab”, saluted the sentry as I entered the patrolling station. Adjusting eyesight to early morning wintry grey darkness of room, I paced ahead. A lean figure sat on the chair opposite my table, with torso leaned over it. Legs dangling above ground, the figure wore torn jootis. The petite Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago