Tea Cup- Short story (hindi)

I came to the blog with the determination to write something and then I checked my last post. Guess what, it was on 20th of August, exactly a month ago. In that very post, I had mentioned about writing more frequently which I failed to do. A lot of reasons but let's not get into… Continue reading Tea Cup- Short story (hindi)

Woh Shaam

I wrote this back in March this year. Enjoy reading it!

Kaafi arse se

I've always loved urdu/hindi poetry but never wrote much. This is where I wrote a certain thing and I'm sharing the same with you. Tell me if you share the same interest 🙂 

That call

None of them believed me, for the thing I told them was of a very strange nature. Most of the people would have never heard such a thing and imagining it was beyond the capability of many. After I was done speaking, I realized my throat was dry and the strange silence had enveloped us… Continue reading That call

Duty Calls- Short story Part 1

This morning he was sitting in his jeep outside the government hospital. He had parked under a tree beside the gate, a few steps away from the bus stop where in every 5 minutes a bus came and a hoard deboarded the bus. A few went into the hospital while others rushed towards the metro… Continue reading Duty Calls- Short story Part 1

Into the night

In the silent night She moves on her toes Careful not to make Any sound or The wolves will know And she would never Be able to out run the wolves. He looks for her In the dead night A howl in the distance And that's the only sound Besides the crunching of snow Under… Continue reading Into the night

Man behind the door

I had been sitting on the sofa for some hours now with my laptop in front of me with no charge left. I had been without electricity for hours now and had been sitting in complete darkness. I heard someone climb the stairs and they sound seemed to stop right in front of my door, I… Continue reading Man behind the door

That house

Date - 27Dec 2015 11:13pm Entry 1 The weather is cold and it is a moonless night. The wind is fierce tonight and I hear a wolf howl somewhere in the distance. I am writing from the haunted house where I have been stuck for weeks now. There are no doors and I see no way… Continue reading That house

His Guilt – Short Story

He sat near his window staring into the dark night and thought about what he had done. Something had gotten into him and it all happened very fast. Now the night and the darkness did not scare him like they used to, the monsters that chased him weren't there anymore but he was afraid, he… Continue reading His Guilt – Short Story

Crazed Fan – A short story

It was a normal day for me and I was about to leave for work.As usual I switched on the television to catch the news while I had my breakfast.On the news a bookstore was being shown and the news said "Serial Book Theif",nabbed with over 10 books in his car of the author called… Continue reading Crazed Fan – A short story