Menoka-di started working from the beginning of next month. I was very curious to know what ‘a poor grief-stricken wife, abandoned by her husband’ looked
Read The Birthmark by Nathaniel Hawthorne. The Birthmark is a short story originally published in March 1843.
Avik pulled the curtains and picked up his phone from the bed. No new messages. Not even one from the thirteen-odd WhatsApp groups he belongs
Daddy would personally supervise when mashi, the old maid who stayed with us to take care of the household, oiled my thick hair every Sunday
The darkness around the bazaar was thickening. Doiboki felt as if something heavy was sitting on her chest. Had she consented to leave the basket
All of a sudden, two deer came out of the forest - one bold buck and one proud doe, still wearing their ‘winter coats’. Slowly
Five couriers recount uncanny premonitions and vanishings, blurring coincidence and supernatural, leaving the narrator unsettled in a haunting mountain setting.
George reached for him, but was anticipated, for his brother sprawled flat on the pavement, oblivious to the dirt and to the curious glances of
The Heavenly Christmas Tree is a short story by the great Russian storyteller Fyodor Dostoyevsky. First published in 1876, the story is also known as
Two Friends is a short story by French author Guy de Maupassant. Originally published in 1882, it is set in Paris during the Franco-Prussian war.
Ela poured herself coffee and started recording the jumbled, unformed ideas twirling in her head before they dissipated. Her hands moved fast. Her mind moved
A blue sky hung over Babylon, and the sun rode in strength with Marduk and with Sharrâni the king. The sun and Marduk and Sharrâni
All the time now Liz was thinking about Jim Gilmore. He didn’t seem to notice her much. He talked about the shop to A. J.
The November day was drawing to a close. The shadows were deepening in the pine forest that lay on one side of the sandy road.
She went up to the gray-haired man and kissed him on the lips, and leaned against him, until he wound his arm about her waist,
After the burial is over, he reaches the riverbend. A bird seems to arrive from nowhere, its wings flailing the water.
