Category Archives: Short Stories

Nine Days of Joy

This is a narration depicting the imaginary discussion of the golu dolls. Golu or Kolu or Bommai Golu is a traditional display of dolls during the Navarathri festival, seen in Tamilnadu, India. Advertisements

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NORMAL

“She is perfectly normal.”, said the doctor. “Really?” asked Priya, her mother. “Are you sure, doctor? Maybe we need to do a few more tests, you know…” suggested her father, Vishnu. The doctor, controlling his rising anger looked at the … Continue reading

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Vows of Love

As the incessant rains thrashed over the tin roofing, Asha looked at the clock, perhaps for the hundredth time. She then looked outside. It was quite dark, no street lights, as power had been switched off to avoid accidental electrocution. … Continue reading

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Giving Back Childhood – 3

Three different scenarios of today’s children. Who is to blame? Continue reading

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Giving Back Childhood – 2

The Annual School Day functions had not begun yet. My daughter pointed out her friends sitting on the other side. Her whole class and their parents were sitting there. “Let us go there, Amma”, insisted my daughter Vani. I hesitated. I … Continue reading

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Giving Back Childhood -1

We waited in the classroom. My daughter was nervous and she kept pulling my dupatta, and squeezed my hand. I patted her hand and tried to calm her. Soon it was our turn. The teacher handed me the papers, and … Continue reading

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Grass is Greener….

The door bell rang and Anita rushed to see if they had come. It was the person from Amazon. She looked around her house. Everything looked good, yet she felt slightly uneasy. It had been years since they had last … Continue reading

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HOW BLUE IS MY SAPPHIRE

All of us live with our past. All of us allow it to shape our future. But some of us know how to shrug the past. I think that is who I am. I learn from my past, remember it, … Continue reading

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What do you want to be ?

“What do you want to be when you grow up?” asked the teacher to Mini Mini looked at the different flashcards the teacher was showing her, looked at each carefully, and pushed them all aside. “No… no…not these” she replied. … Continue reading

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A mysterious journey with the Rains

It was raining heavily. Gayathri looked out through the window. She saw the coconut and arecanut palms swaying in the strong wind. Rain was pouring in sheets, soaking everything, “purifying everything”, thought Gayathri. She ran outside, and stood in the … Continue reading

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