New Beginnings (Part 2) – by Kinjal
Click here to read New Beginnings (Part 1) Aakash was a go-getter but a picky one. He would often take his own sweet time to decide what he wanted to do, and after much rumination […]
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Fiction Stories
New Beginnings (Part 1 )- by Kinjal
Author’s note: Alfred Lord Tennyson once said- “Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. I don’t remember the exact moment when I read this quote, but I still […]
Till Death Do Us Part (Part 2) – by Kaajal
Click here to read Till Death Do Us Part (Part 1) Continued… “Sanvi and Yash were engaged this February and all seemed to be going well in their relationship. Six months after their engagement, someone […]
Till Death Do Us Part (Part 1) – by Kaajal
Author’s Note Dear Readers, Through my blog posts it must have become evident that I am enamoured by the notion of love. It’s a universal feeling that everyone understands and experiences at some point in […]
Love Means To Let Go (Part 2)- by Kaajal
Click here to read Love Means To Let Go (Part 1) I was nine and Raj was twelve. Mom and Dad had returned from a dinner party and dad was sodden drunk. They were arguing […]
Love Means To Let Go (Part 1) – by Kaajal
Note for readers Ever since I understood what love meant, I fell in love with the idea of love. When I was a kid, I thought that ‘love’ was the mysterious – Chemical ‘X’ potion […]
THE CURSE (Part 2) – by Kaajal
Click here to read The Curse (Part 1) “No, it cannot be….” I croaked with disbelief. “I cannot break the curse.” “But only you can! If you are not convinced, let me show you something.” […]
THE CURSE (Part 1) – by Kaajal
I bolted and sat upright on the bed, petrified. I quickly switched on the table lamp. The bedspread was in a tangled mess and the blanket was damp with perspiration. I raked a hand through […]
The sound of Love (Part 2)- by Kinjal
Click here to read The sound of Love (Part 1) I didn’t come from a privileged background like him and even though we were best friends, our worlds were as different as chalk and cheese. […]
The sound of Love (Part 1) – by Kinjal
I paced the room, unable to control my nervousness. God! I hated this feeling. My fingers continued to tingle no matter how hard I squeezed them. He was thirty minutes late. This would not do. […]