Short Stories

The girl had been asleep. A loud ‘Bang’ close to their modest home roused her up rudely in the middle

The picturesque village nestled atop a high mountain, in the midst of an evergreen pine wood.Though it was called a

I have watched these handful of men scouring the mountainside in and around me, studying footprints and broken twigs for

The two regiments were exemplary in their formation. There was always a sense of competition, trying to be one up.

Little Bijoy had been running in and out all morning. Grandfather had finally lifted his head from behind the newspaper

Jhumpa was surprised. Her grandma seemed to be turning younger. Her walking stick was gone, her stoop was gone, as

He longed to go. To try his luck at the ‘Talent competition’. Not in his town, but in New York.

The children watched her stirring the cauldron. After weeks of pestering and pleading, she had finally agreed to make the

Hari hurried home. It was getting dark and the sun was tumbling down in the horizon. Flocks of birds were