The lives of two women & their sons intersect against a background of violence & secrecy. Do we feel less able to hurt someone when we realise they’re already hurting?
A speculative short story examining poverty, hard choices, and a ray of hope.
Forty-year-old Elef enjoys his last day of freedom before heading to prison. He catches up with Clive and accompanies him on his errands. Elef contemplates the crimes that have condemned him to prison for the rest of his life.
This magic realist/speculative story explores poverty, motherhood, and the ethics of necessity from the PoV of a street-dwelling mother bitch in India.
Black Fork Review Issue 5 published my 2400-word short story “Rush” in Issue #5. I was born, I must’ve been, though who’s got time to be born anymore? My mother was a fast-food-counter clerk and daycare janitor, and a third job too, or maybe that was later, either way she wouldn’t’ve had time to give […]
A couple in Bangalore discuss whether the Covid lockdown in India has altered the goods & bads of having a child in a troubled country.
A magic realist story about a co-dependent relationship in the city of lights.
This story was originally published by uRevolution. Image credit 11:35am. Almost time for almonds. They strolled up the walkway towards Halebid temple. Dhrub in his arms, Rishab walked slowly. So slowly, Rita wasn’t sure they were moving. Were they moving backwards? Whoosh! They were moving backwards. Only Rita felt it. Rita, starved-stoned. “It’s depressing, visiting […]
A magic realist journey of recovery from trauma.
Short story “Fault” published in Commuter Lit. This story in five acts, narrated in alternative scenes by the two protagonists, examines exploitation and unassertiveness within the unstructured environment of a PhD in an India institute, and asks: Whose fault is this?