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[21 Aug 2009 | 9 Comments | 4,474 views]
Foster love – short romantic story

Tanya stood in her wedding finery at the boutique. This was her 3rd dress trial in 2 months. Vicky was calling her confused which tie should he pick for the wedding. Vicky kept calling till she finally answered the phone.. “Oh god can’t you like do one thing on your own.” She yelled over the phone.” I am yet to finalize my fittings. Ok fine tell me which colors.. And yeah your blazer is brown.. Yeah perfect copper would do.. Yes of course in silk.” Vicky smiled wickedly. He knew …

adult stories »

[16 Aug 2009 | 6 Comments | 19,631 views]
The widow – short fiction story

Sheila sat with a crumpled white saree on the floor. With her kohl lined eyes and supple skin, she seemed beautiful as ever. Her mind was filled with a volcano of thoughts. She looked around at her room. The ebony wardrobe they had bought on their first anniversary, the digital photo album that her daughter had gifted on their 16th anniversary earlier this month. The pillow whose covers smelled of the jasmine oil her husband applied everyday. The curtains that she had purchased from the last sale at Marks & …

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[9 Aug 2009 | 3 Comments | 6,965 views]
9/11 – Love Story

David met Sheena in London. It was their mutual thirst for travelling round the globe that had brought them together. They had bumped into each other in a coffee shop. Not finding any place to sit, Sheena had asked him if she could share his table. He had shaken his head rather non-chalantly. And as one thing had led to the other, both of them realised that they shared the same passion – exploring the world.
Now while Sheena was from India, David had come all the way from Berlin. Both …

Children Stories »

[2 Aug 2009 | 3 Comments | 7,010 views]
Treasure hunt – children short story

Pixie was having a lovely time staying with grandma and grandpa in the quaint little cottage. But as we all know, good things are short lived – it was Pixie’s last afternoon with the old darlings and she needed to start packing to go home to mummy and daddy the next morning. She told grandpa that she needed some time on her own.
“Honey, don’t you want to find the hidden treasure?” grandpa asked. Pixie stopped packing and stared at him. Grandma joined grandpa and they smiled at each other.
“Like a …