Flash Fiction: Sight

I thought I'd be blind forever. The acid is still burnt in my memory and unfortunately, the last thing I saw was the gnarled sinister face of my attacker. The pain was indescribable, as each tiny drop corroded my skin and ate away my corneas. I ran aimlessly inside my house, writhing in pain and... Continue Reading →

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Room

There's 'nothing' to be scared of.

The Orphan’s Mother – Part II

This is the second and final part of this story. Catch up with the beginning here! Do let me know your thoughts!   The loud red balloon seemed completely out of place amidst the metallic darkness of the car and the mental darkness of our hearts. It bobbed merrily in my hand as if it... Continue Reading →

The Orphan’s Mother – Part I

(It's been ages since I posted a story, so here's one. It's a bit long, so I am posting it in two parts. You can read the second part here.  It's one of my personal favourites. This time, I tried a different story format. Does it work? Do let me know what you think! Enjoy!)... Continue Reading →

Fat Chance

[Author's note: It's been a long time since I posted a story! So, I wrote for today's daily prompt: relate. This story comes from the bottom of my heart. I was a victim of fat-shaming through most of my childhood. I still am fat-shamed, but I'm no more a victim. I am a survivor. And... Continue Reading →

Drug of Choice

“But Neerav, what are you saying?”, she could hardly hold the phone in her hand. The sudden gush of sweat countered the friction between the phone and her palms and the handset slipped from her hand. She picked it up, hurriedly wiped its aberrated screen and laid it on the counter. She steadied herself against... Continue Reading →

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