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

Two Pairs of Mittens #FridayReflections

“Why did you turn off the fan, Granny?”, grumbled Sunaina, rubbing her eyes and struggling to open them. She was standing at the kitchen entrance. Chanting Annapurna (Goddess of Food) stotram (prayer), Granny was busy preparing breakfast. “Good morning, grumpy bear”, she said, as she turned around to attend to Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago