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
Fiction

Game of Life

The clock had barely struck six, when Raghu returned home. Sinking into sofa, he dumped laptop bag by his side with much anguish. ‘Something not right. Performance pressure can be killing’, thought Appa*, as he winded up game of solitaire. “Coffee?”, asked Appa, patting Raghu’s mop. Piping hot filter coffee, Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago