Flash Fiction

The Final Offering

Tri-colour waved with elegance atop the snow-clad mountain. Smile descended on his face conquering the bleeding wounds. The waving flag transported him to a faraway land by river side…   “Why do we have a tri-colour on our ship father?”, quizzed the little boy while walking on the jetty. “For Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago
Flash Fiction

The Burning Menace

She had lost connect with the surrounding. She was staring at the embers for close to ten minutes. Exuding, dancing flames held her captive. A great turmoil erupted in her mind. Should she or should she not? She kept oscillating between the two opposing thoughts, tormented. “End up as the Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago
Flash Fiction

Specter Salvage

“Here we go around mulberry bush….”, filled the air with disembodied sounds. “Peter, let me join”, said Hannah. “No stopping”, answered Peter mocking. Hearing this, she howled like a banshee. Mrs Pinto emerged to give a dressing-down. “Fractious bone-stacks, go away. Don’t make ruckus here”. It was met with louder, Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago
Flash Fiction

MsTrust

“Zooming in?”, she murmured. “Sshhh”, he reprimanded. “We wont be heard on the other side, isn’t it?” “Of course not. But your incessant blabber is not letting me concentrate.” “Such a careless man. He doesn’t even file his nails after cutting them”, she observed. He turned to her with a Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago
Flash Fiction

The Grand Finale

“Arena de Verona?”, she checked screen with suspicion. “Indeed”, he replied with somber calm. “But that’s an old monument dating back to 30AD”, she prodded him to speak. Known as the man of few words, he presented her two tickets. Glancing at them, she read out, “Arena Opera Festival 2018, Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago