by Yatindra Tawde | Mar 2, 2025 | Short Stories
The phone rang shrilly disturbing the Saturday afternoon siesta of Mr. and Mrs. Braganza. The Mrs. answered. “Hello…oh hi, Maria. How are you?…Oh, a feast. So nice of you…yes, yes, we will certainly come tomorrow.” “Who was it, Julia?”, asked Tony or Mr....
by Yatindra Tawde | Mar 2, 2025 | Short Stories
What was my crime? Why did the man in the black boots target me…was he from enemy country? why? Why kill my friends… Why did he do this? Is he coming towards me? Let me hide under the desk…are those black boots approaching me? Why is he is wearing a mask , but those...
by Yatindra Tawde | Mar 2, 2025 | Short Stories
It was time. Soon the courtroom clerk would come to me, open my arms with a creak, which has developed over a period of time, and withdraw the required documents from my belly. From the time, many years back, when I was brought here fresh from the Godrej factory, I...
by Yatindra Tawde | Mar 2, 2025 | Short Stories
“Maa, this is my fiancee, Jackie”. This was the crisp and unusually short message on WhatsApp, sent to Mrs. Ranga by her son, Mahesh. When she heard the notification go off early morning, two smiling faces greeted Mrs. Ranga. One was her handsome lad,...
by Yatindra Tawde | Mar 2, 2025 | Short Stories
The creaking stairs, the approaching steps woke up Shireen with a start. For the next few moments, but what felt like eternity, she could hear her own blood coursing through her veins, her heart beating in her mouth. Sweating profusely, less from the dampness around...
by Yatindra Tawde | Mar 2, 2025 | Short Stories
He carried the child on his head in neck deep waters, towards safety. Many many eons ago, heavy rains lashed the town. The skies above thundered, the earth shook with the vibrations caused. Everything was still except for the blinding rain which poured in torrents and...
