The crescent moon team here does not wish to offend, ostracise, criticise any single individual. It merely attempts to inculcate right thoughts and right ways,…
The crescent moon chapter II
The world often talks about freedom, but woman seem to have it less. The world is a tricky pathway when you have to extract freedom…
The Black Curtain chapter XXVII
“Have you seen the letter? Marco asked me. “I am seeing it for the past three hours.” Reasha replied. “Great, what do you know?” He…
The Crescent Moon 🌙
Completely incomplete yet beautiful. This is a new series spread across ten years and an office life, an Indian girl, her life changes and phases….
Soothing to the eyes, I can call it
This is not mine. This is a compensation for torturing you guys with my precious piece of fictitious tale in the micro fiction. 🙀
Redolence of Borke micro fiction
Disclaimer: horribly gory you may find it but original flash fiction. The smells, it’s always the smells. Infinite yet infinitesimally small, tiny, fragmented, dissected, deciphered,…
The Black Curtain chapter XXVI
Marco folded the yellow paper before presenting it to me on a tray made of very fine porcelain I could see. “Here.” He looked at…
The Black Curtain chapter XXV
“Hey there! How does it work?” I was astounded by it’s mammoth size. At least a million gym sized lockers packed around a space equal…
The Black Curtain chapter XXIV
“So, will you go around? Or shall, I bring it to you?” Marco was still the tough guy. He had not changed much from the…
The Black Curtain chapter XXIII
“Where is that poem? I am amazed my father left back a poem and such great minds cannot solve it.” Since, the time I had…