And Then, The Gods Came

(Short Story [republished], June 2017)

A man trapped in a forest realizes that it may not be what he thinks it is. In fact, it may not be a forest at all. Welcome to a place that may not have existed at all. Or had it?


The Simple Poem

(Poetry, June 2017)

The Kite Painter
Luminosity, Issue # 12 – Summer 2016

A child follows a kite and reaches the promised land where he finds a few other things too. A simple poem that tells his story.

Excerpt from the text:

“promises,
i should have known, are ants.
they shall eat through a poem i should have written;
a simple poem, it would have been.”

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A Perfectly Rounded Dot

(Flash Fiction, April 2017)

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Thrice Fiction, Issue 19

The first of the novel that the author publishes is a dot on a white paper, but inside it resides a great murder mystery.

Excerpt from the text:

 “The chapter is as long as you look at it. Some readers have claimed that it went on for thirteen pages, wherein five characters are introduced, one of them being the corpse who, a few experienced readers among them claimed, was murdered by the fourth character introduced, which was a woman who didn’t have a face.”

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They Hide in All Forms

(Poetry, Jan 2017)

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Kaaterskill Basin Literary Journal – Issue 2.1

Religious Fundamentalism is the backdrop I used to write this piece. In some parts of my own country and its neighbouring nations, I’ve often come across news of it turning into religious extremism, wherein the core democratic rights of people to pursue their own interest are curbed in the name of upholding the doctrines of a particular religion. This piece tries to take a deep look into this decadence from the perspective of the common man – A scientific researcher couple and their daughter.

Excerpt from the text:

You tiptoed into our absence, last night.
I wondered if the frail touches you wore
were mostly the beads of silence, covering you
in that hymn, you used to chant unconsciously.

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The Rhythmic Progression

(Poetry, Dec 2016)

99 PINE STREET

The tale of a child’s repetitive birthdays, written in darkness. Also features a clown and you.

Excerpt from the text:

 

A maddening music of the mist
dispersed
spread like dreams
of a child
knew nothing but his gifts
wrapped in golden ribbons

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A Short Endless Biography of Tushi

(Short Story, Dec 2016)

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Midnight Circus – Winter (Volume 14)

Chasing the Spirit of many forms, I had found myself in Tushi, the cat. Do our spirits often overlap? And when they do, do we become one or many? And how important is acquaintance for our existence? I didn’t find many answers with this, but thought I’ll share the questions.

Excerpt from the text:

” Tushi was a cat who could have been an ocean. She could have been other things as well, like – a blanket that smelled of warmth, a puddle in your green yards, a broken wristwatch, a collage of photographs never taken together, a pair of socks or even, a grey, cloudy afternoon. But she must’ve been destined to be an ocean. It’s unquestionable.

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And Then, The Gods Came

(Short Story, Dec 2016)

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Literary Heist – Winter Edition 2016

A man trapped in a forest realises that it may not be what he thinks it is. In fact, it may not be a forest at all. Welcome to a place that may not have existed at all. Or had it?

Excerpt from the text:

The forest led to a hotel built in the shape of a staircase. I realized eventually, that I had been wrong all this while. There was no other side to the forest. It led, and therefore, concluded at the hotel. There was nothing beyond that. No open skies. Nor a field that ran till eternity, neither a road that led to a town bustling with colourful people.”

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A Duplicate, Denied

(Short Story, Dec 2016)

front-coverIn one certain ominous dawn, a couple wakes up of find that their only daughter, still a child, has ended up duplicating herself. There were two of her in the house, now.

Excerpt from the text:

I should have just brushed it aside as one of the symptoms of your madness. Lately, you have been saying too many things that didn’t make any sense. You often claimed to have seen places that never existed and often spoke of a night that was brighter than the sun. And so, I would have brushed your claim aside, I swear, had I not walked into our child’s bedroom and found that she was no longer one, but two..”

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The Square Root of Twenty Nine

(Flash Fiction, Dec 2016)

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Sonic Boom – Issue 7

After the memory thief commits his twenty-ninth crime in a series of murder in which he steals the memory of the person he murders, an investigation ensues.

Excerpt from the text:

The radius of each of his memories was a square root of 29. After the news of his murder spread, the police measured all his memories with a tape before they came to the said conclusion.”

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