Episode 4: The Hunt Begins. Dimple and Vikram stared at each other for a long time. Sunder and Goldie were watching the television in the living room. Sunder’s usual, switching random channels annoyed Dimple. Still, she resisted the urge to say something. She wanted Vikram to be the one to speak. But she got noContinueContinue reading “MARKIV”
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MARKIV
Episode 3: New Acquaintances. “Oh, King! Every time I come back here, you come after me. This has no end. Tell me, Vikram. How long you can keep up, how far it’ll be?”Vikram woke up and found himself in someone’s bed. He coughed, quickly removed the sheets and jumped out of the bed. The placeContinueContinue reading “MARKIV”
MARKIV
Episode 2: Worlds Apart Dimple hopped on one leg to get her foot in the shoe while changing station on the radio.”…that a leopard has been sighted near the park and…”Just then the telephone rang. She picked it up, “Sorry, Riya! I’m running late. I’ll call you later?”‘No, Dimpie. It’s urgent. I need your help.’DimpleContinueContinue reading “MARKIV”
MARKIV
“You broke your silence but I’m keeping my promise. King Vikram! You spoke, so here I go!”
Vikram woke up with a jolt as the footsteps approached and the strange chills returned to his body.
My Dark Story
My story is about being weak,It’s about coming out strong,It’s about making things right,Where the men have gone wrong,To do what should’ve been done,I’ll pick up a sword in a gunfight,What a pity on your petty demonsThey got served in the dead of night,They’d come at me snarling with purposeYet they were scared that IContinueContinue reading “My Dark Story”
The Embrace: Flash Fiction
As she entered in the hall, the courtiers paused their chatter just to restart with a whole new topic –she. The king wanted to see more of her. Those glimpses could not satisfy him. Moreover, they teased him even further. He tried to maintain his composure as she moved to the center and bowed. Impatient,ContinueContinue reading “The Embrace: Flash Fiction”
Service of the Prince: Flash Fiction
Service of the Prince Veena was happy as she was chosen for the service of the Prince. Every time he had a victory in a war, the reagent mother would select a volunteer amongst the crowd. It might be a girl, a boy, an old man or woman. Today it was her.Veena was so muchContinueContinue reading “Service of the Prince: Flash Fiction”