Jiji passed away this morning at the age of 63. No, it was not due to coronavirus but a heart attack. Sitting in Cleveland, Ohio ….
The baobab tree stood in exactly the same place. Its gnarled trunk still contained the small footholds we used, to climb it. Just enough to ….
It had been a tough day. The third day of negotiations with the Japanese consortium. The buggers simply wouldn’t give an inch. “We need to ….
Shyam Sunder held the phone receiver a metre away from his ear. The voice at the other end was livid, blaming him and his department ….
Dominic Kirkpatrick gulped down the very last sip of black coffee and glanced outside the window. The first, faint rays of sunlight were streaming through ….
Mayank stared at the ceiling in his hostel room, following the journey of the ceiling fan. It went round, and round, and round, at a ….
Meghna lay in bed, scrolling through WA messages, adding a smiley here and a thumbs up there. It was past midnight, yet she could not ….
Her fingers ran over the cool surface of the hollow bamboo, caressing the carefully engineered grooves. Bansuri was her friend, her constant companion, her muse, ….
It all started with a book. Pratima stared at the slim volume with a blue and white cover. It had been a long – really ….
The mist was still in the early morning air, surrounding the Hutheesing bungalow, when Inspector Chopra arrived. The deceased, Padmini Hutheesingh, was a prominent local ….