A story revolving around Suraya, Ravi and the sun Ankit Jamwal Suraya screamed at the Sun. Had it been only a week since she met Ravi? How did her life converge at this point…? * The walls loomed large, the vast complex resembling a prison. But Suraya could leave, unlike the others inside. Although she…
Category: Fiction
TWI Fiction: Life’s Assets
What is an asset to life? This short story dedicated to the narrator’s sister answers it Sneha Sudha Komath My earliest memories are of my sister’s childhood. Of her riding back and forth on the hinged gates of our house in Mysore. She would call out to neighbours, passers-by, and especially the old Malayali postman,…
TWI Fiction: When the Dawn Comes
A short story on a mother’s pensiveness Madhurima Vidyarthi It was a chink of the first light squinting in through the curtains that woke her. At first she didn’t know where she was. Was this the big bed she shared with her sisters? No, that was softer – this bed was small, hard. And who…
Monsoon’s Child
By Sneha Sudha Komath Dark clouds had been gathering overhead for the past couple of days. My mother stood in our backyard watching them grow. No doubt a massive storm was gathering. She had already sensed the change in the wind. The retreating monsoon was riding on something much stronger this time. My father returned…
TWI Fiction: Scorching Heat
In the dusty Hindi heartland of Makhanpur in Uttar Pradesh where Gayathri’s father had been posted as a collector, Feroze’s and hers was an odd sort of friendship. Nivedita Hegde “In conclusion, I would like to reiterate that technology is not a boon but the bane of society”, I, Neha Sharma of Greenhedge school, oppose…
TWI Young Fiction: Just For One Night
Changxi shouldn’t be there. She should be at home, practicing her Chopin etudes and reviewing her AP Biology notes for the test tomorrow. Sahana Narayan Changxi’s heart began to race as she turned around the corner. It was twilight, long after the close of school. Her mother usually was home by now, but she had…
TWI Fiction: The Shirt
Anika looked out of the kitchen window, wondering what was happening to her. Supreet Bains Sharma Anika looked out of the kitchen window, wondering what was happening to her. She felt exhausted, and it was barely 11.00am. She still had to finish cooking lunch, then there was laundry, and the beds were not yet made….
TWI Fiction: The Missive
Jagruti was gone and yet not for Alok. A short story by Priya N Iyer The monsoons were almost over and it was getting warm again. This monsoon was one that Alok would never forget. Not that he had noticed the rains much. Only that they were a nuisance. The traffic was terrible during the commute from…
TWI Fiction: The Invitation
Closure. Or not? A short story by Supreet Bains Sharma “…… and now I don’t know what to do,” admitted Aisha to her husband, Sunil. She was explaining to Sunil her dilemma over sending out invite to Rakhi and her husband, who had just moved into the same building they lived in, to their annual…
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