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
Flash Fiction

The Knock

Startled by rasping knock at the door, he looked up from lap-top, but not before checking bottom right corner for time, which displayed 1am. Darting eyes in darkness that had blanketed every inch of room, with thoughts stuck deep in work, it took him several seconds to comprehend the situation. 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