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The Proposal

They were sitting on the rooftop of his flat, the view of the city traffic from five floors above was a fascinating one. They watched the cars move almost like in a silent film. The sound was minimal at that height. They sat with their feet dangling from the parapet, hands entwined, a glass ofContinue reading “The Proposal”

Posted byPatmajDecember 13, 2019December 13, 2019Posted inUncategorized4 Comments on The Proposal

The Mixtape

He felt an inexplicable fury inside of him as he switched his phone off abruptly. His friend at the other side of the call might have found it strange, but at that point of time he didn’t care. He was too mad. He couldn’t believe she would be this way, after all these years. HeContinue reading “The Mixtape”

Posted byPatmajDecember 6, 2019December 6, 2019Posted inUncategorized8 Comments on The Mixtape

The Silk Stole

Susan woke up hearing a shriek from the next room. She turned around to see her husband fast asleep. She was amazed how he hadn’t heard the shriek. He was actually a light sleeper unlike her. She got off the bed and rushed to the next room. Sarah was sitting up on the bed withContinue reading “The Silk Stole”

Posted byPatmajNovember 29, 2019Posted inUncategorizedTags:short story8 Comments on The Silk Stole

The Red Handset

She bought the cheapest paid phone that was available in the store. It was a red handset. “Ma’am there are better ones for you”, the shopkeeper tried to sell the more expensive sets to her. “This will do just fine”, she said as she walked out of the store heading to the nearby cafe. SheContinue reading “The Red Handset”

Posted byPatmajNovember 22, 2019Posted inUncategorizedTags:short story3 Comments on The Red Handset

The Blue Ming Vase

She was tired. All the guests had finally left and she wanted to clean the place up before she went to bed. It was a habit she just couldn’t change. Not matter how late it was, she always felt the need to tidy the room up, wash the utensils, clear up before retiring for theContinue reading “The Blue Ming Vase”

Posted byPatmajNovember 15, 2019November 15, 2019Posted inUncategorizedTags:short story8 Comments on The Blue Ming Vase

Crimson Surprise

He took out his blue denim shirt from his closet. “I should wear blue. After all I’ve harped on and on to her about how it’s my favourite colour”, he thought aloud. He was getting ready for his date with Lucy as he sprayed his favourite Aramis cologne. “Never old fashioned to smell like aContinue reading “Crimson Surprise”

Posted byPatmajNovember 8, 2019November 8, 2019Posted inUncategorized4 Comments on Crimson Surprise

Tere Bina Zindagi Se…

The sun was about to set as he sat down on his favourite arm-chair. His eyes were shut and his hands were comfortably placed on either side of the chair. The last rays of the sun were falling directly on his face giving it an unreal golden glaze. He was humming an old Kishore KumarContinue reading “Tere Bina Zindagi Se…”

Posted byPatmajNovember 1, 2019Posted inUncategorizedTags:love lost, nostalgia, short story6 Comments on Tere Bina Zindagi Se…

Mohini…The Enchantress

I want you I want you so bad I want youI want you so bad It’s driving me mad (she’s so heavy) The Beatles, 1969. He didn’t know when he’d dozed off. RD Burman was playing on his headphone and he could also hear strains of Laxmi Pravachan wafting through the air. “The Puja mustContinue reading “Mohini…The Enchantress”

Posted byPatmajOctober 28, 2019October 28, 2019Posted inUncategorizedTags:short story7 Comments on Mohini…The Enchantress

The Journey

Sometimes, a journey is the best way to move away. Old African Proverb His thoughts raced faster than the train he was sitting in. Old memories flashed across his mind as the stations whizzed by. He got up from his window seat just to stretch his legs and arms. The train was speeding in orderContinue reading “The Journey”

Posted byPatmajOctober 25, 2019Posted inUncategorized5 Comments on The Journey

The Blue Diary

“He was never serious about you”. He tried to console her mainly to stop her from crying. But she wouldn’t stop. She silently sobbed, her face bent down covered totally in her palms as she wept. He tried to put an arm around her to comfort her but something stopped him from doing so. HeContinue reading “The Blue Diary”

Posted byPatmajOctober 18, 2019October 18, 2019Posted inUncategorizedTags:love, short story11 Comments on The Blue Diary

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