Category: Shortstories

The Perfect Life by Khushboo Shah

I sat in the graveyard, merging effortlessly in the background. When you have crossed your seventies, and you have mastered the art of sitting quietly without taking much interest in your surroundings, letting the hours slip away, it is easier to overlook you. In my case, I was worried the occasional visitor to the graveyard might think I was one of the inhabitants, taking a stroll to free their legs, cramped from lying in the grave for too long!

The Mathematics of Happiness

This is not about teaching her how to walk. This is about cheering her to run in life’s race. Failure isn’t an option, neither for me nor for her, because her accomplishments ultimately become my progress report. Consequently, just like the vast majority of the Singaporean parent population, I interfere unapologetically in my child’s education. 

A Story of the Green Gold Craving

Pulau Pulau was a matchmaking initiative created for writers by writers to find a writing partner. The aim of the project was finding a writing partner to co-write something together that goes beyond what either could create on their own. It was organised by the archipelago collective, a transnational community of writers and artists. From across the world approx. 80+ writers have participated from 30+ different countries whose are generally writes in 50+ different languages. 

Devri by Prateek Shrivastav – Stirs a Sense of Belongingness of the Bygone Era

Devri is a perfectly crafted literature masterpiece. From all points of view, this is indeed a great effort by the debut writer to deliver stories with charm and gullible credibility. Each story has a platform to stage characters, to rise the tempo of climax, and brining the ultimate message for the audience. Simple writing makes it a lovely book to savour for lifetime.

A death in Montreal!

Suddenly, Bajgo felt as if he was experiencing a blackout. Everything around him started to disappear and he can not breathe. He tried to cry for help. No words could come out of his mouth. The lace had completely blocked his airways. And Bajgo lost his consciousness.

Zoomorpluvia

The entire pack stopped and stood still. The four holding my ankles and wrists ran away. A few others, too, ran away with them. One bastard peed on my face and ran away with the rest. I collected all my strength, got up, and ran for my life. I have no idea where I ran.

The Eyes

Wonder. Those eyes were rounded with wonder the first time his glance caught them. The big rounded eyes, topped with the beautiful golden colour eyebrows arched in the same surprise made him fully turn his head towards those eyes and stare. They had the colour of a pale, grey sky.