Category Archives: 55 fiction

mini stories with a tell-all twist at the tail of the tale

In her path

She tottered drunkenly, then lurched to a noisy stop. I could smell her; she was that close. I winced. I couldn’t help it. And summoned dark thoughts about people who staged such scenes right in the morning. And looked away. … Continue reading

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Jungle Book

What do you get when you have a half-dressed panther walking alongside the Indian flag sans the color of peace and  get a skin head with thick carbon frames to glide past them- you’ve an office promenade at lunch-time with … Continue reading

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The Colour Green

A green monster. No, not jealousy. Kinky hair.  No, not an ogre.  Traces of erstwhile masters circled round her neck. No, not a slave. Blackened nails. No, not tortured, merely lacquered.   Chained to the chair. Swiveled comfort, is she not free? A golden collar. No, not a … Continue reading

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good enough to eat

Yes, I’ve heard that tired remark that two’s company while a threesome is awesome. I needed variety. The only question was how much. Even after a lot of fishing, I had managed to net a gross total of two-jaunty,  jet black on … Continue reading

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the low down on the subway

I was making my mouth into the biggest, ugliest ‘o’ I could to get the first juicy bite out of my sweet onioned, honey mustarded, subway submarine but then I tasted not only pickle but also, slap and tickle, slurp and lick. I … Continue reading

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Violent Morning

There! He slapped another bucketful of water on me. It was eight in the morning and the street had come alive, abuzz. Had he no sense of propriety, making a dripping wet spectacle of me, on a public road? Yellow cabs … Continue reading

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Book Me!

I felt his gaze, scorching through me and involuntarily, turned and looked, taking in the wavy hair, the rolled-back sleeves- seven out of ten, I decided. Before I could make up my mind on whether to make a pass, he … Continue reading

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