Short Stories Sunaina: The Widow That Didn’t Cry It was a fine morning. Mr. Mehta was reading the newspaper and sipping his morning tea. Mrs. Mehta was watering…
Short Stories Shekhar, The Man I Loved The moment I opened my eyes in the morning, I saw the wall clock. “Oh God, it’s already seven! I’ll…
Death Life I thought Of Being A Good Wife Ever since you left this world, I stopped wearing vermillion. It isn’t that I don’t want to, It’s just that…