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…