Murder at room no.7 Chapter – 2

“Sir, I’ve talked with the owner of this hotel over call, he said he’s on a tour but will come over if we need him, such a sweet person he is,” Rob was praising the owner of the hotel where the murders happened. “Have you checked the identity of these four people?” Ignoring Rob’s praising,Continue reading “Murder at room no.7 Chapter – 2”

Children coming from waste bin!

“Mom, buy anything and you don’t have to look at the price tags any more!!”, said Neil after getting his first salary, in front of the mall. “Oh, really. So I want that Audi, can I buy?” “Ah, mom..” Suddenly someone snatched her bag. She was in shock. But without wasting a second, Neil ranContinue reading “Children coming from waste bin!”

The art of tragedy

“Boil the milk, carefully. Ok?” Said mom as she had another work. “I will care it like a baby.” I replied innocently. Mean while phone started beeping. “You left me, here to die alone?” Roared phone. I felt sympathy for it but milk was settled in the pan looking at me in disgust, “who theContinue reading “The art of tragedy”

A dreadful 3 a.m.

It was around 3 a.m. when my father got a call from one of his friends telling that his family has got food poisoning. My father reached his home and hospitalised him, his wife and child. His friend is the only son but his parents are living in a separate house. My father insisted toContinue reading “A dreadful 3 a.m.”

The dilemma of an Indian bride

“I am terrified,” my cousin sister said. It was my cousin sister’s wedding that day. I still remember the stress she was passing through while her fiance’s pictures where he was dancing with his friends, flashed on her from the phone screen. It wasn’t the one of her dreams. She was ordered to not danceContinue reading “The dilemma of an Indian bride”

Child abuse

My friend was tied to a pillar and her father beat her ruthlessly for stealing some money from his pocket. She was my childhood friend. She was the elder girl in her family. She has a younger sister and brother. Her family was poor. She took care of her siblings and managed the house veryContinue reading “Child abuse”

The most underrated job on earth!

My mom is a working woman. One evening, me and my mom were at her friend’s home. Aunty is a house wife and as soon as we reached, they both made tea together. Aunty: So, how was your day today? Mom: It was hectic due to overload. How was yours? Aunty: I too had aContinue reading “The most underrated job on earth!”

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