Bhavani’s Baithak

Kanika didn’t show up at the old fort that evening. Day waned to a night that, under different circumstances, would’ve been beautiful (seducing even) but at that moment it seemed ruthless. I was waiting at the top of Bhavani’s Baithak, one of the towers of the fort, since what must have been two hours. She … Continue reading Bhavani’s Baithak

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The Man, The Dog And The Metaphor.

The Man was digging, while the Dog watched. "Damn this dirt," he said, at which the Dog looked on and waited. It tilted its head towards the right and spat the stick on the ground. In its impatience, it barked thrice. More dirt crept in the Man's fingernails. His bruised knuckles frowned at his desperation. … Continue reading The Man, The Dog And The Metaphor.

The Three Flowers by Novemberschild (@romspeaks) – E-Book Review

What is a review if not one's own connect with the object under the light? So in the review's stead I'll write about that which found a connect within me, or as the musician in me would say, struck a chord. Guitarists will know that harmony is created by pairing a major chord with a … Continue reading The Three Flowers by Novemberschild (@romspeaks) – E-Book Review