Fiction

Helping Hand

“Aww… you are such a sweetheart to have braved this cold and dashed to me with my stick hand that the mistral had taken away mercilessly. You are my cutie-pie, adorable helping hand”, said the chubby armless snowman with great Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago
Fiction

Faceless

  Intermission, flashed across the silver screen at the crucial moment when the hero, the proclaimed God of the action, Rajiv Kumar, zoomed past on the motorbike with its front tyre in the air, fire blazing out of the rear wheel, Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago
Fiction

Deserted Desert

About the time of Christmas, the aroma and glamour of the upcoming Master Pastry Chef competition wafting in the lanes and by-lanes of the small town where Mrs ChitterChatter lived had bewitched her soul in believing strongly that she had Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago
Fiction

Contrast

Maddy sat checking the happy faces in the blissful pictures posted on the timeline of her “family and friends” on the famous social media platform, at a cosy Micheline star restaurant on Christmas eve with no one to give her Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago