The Trophy-I
Sparks fly at a dinner date with the air infused with seductive tension. But does the romantic couple have the same expectations from the night?
Sparks fly at a dinner date with the air infused with seductive tension. But does the romantic couple have the same expectations from the night?
It’s the first day of kindergarten. In a classroom, a teacher approaches a child sitting at one of the round tables and murmurs, “…red apples are poisonous!”
The moonlit hillside glowed bright silver. She stood under the tree, its shade covered her face, like a veil. Her eyes stared into the distance. A gentle breeze caught an… Read more Phased Away →
I sit on the porch watching the sun slowly settling down for a night’s sleep. I can hear the birds rushing to their nests, their clamorous chirping and frantic whirring.… Read more Porch Memoirs Part 1 →
A sleepy winter day starts with more whiteness spreading around except for one street corner.
Reporter: So Mantriji, you are now in-charge of charging & investigating corruption charges on your peers and other government officials… Mantriji: Yes yes, bilkul, corruption is a sin and must… Read more An interview with our dear Mantriji →