THE DUSTBIN OF ANNA NAGAR

Hello, sir! Yes, you there! Namaskaaram, and good evening. It's the dustbin talking, my dear sir, and there's nothing to be afraid of-do come closer. I come from a long line of dustbins with lids, and I absolutely despise the open mouthed dustbins-you never know what might fall in their mouth. As far as I … Continue reading THE DUSTBIN OF ANNA NAGAR

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THE LAST WAGON

There is a tale about the last wagon of train 1313. It is said that the last wagon must never be alighted, because a restless spirit haunts that wagon. The spirit is said to have countless injuries, a disfigured torso, and blood all over. Whoever boards that wagon shall become the new host of the … Continue reading THE LAST WAGON

A TRAIN TO VELACHERY

“...yes, its extremely crowded here these days, and so many pick-pocketing incidents, and with a wallet thief on the loose! Be careful, dear…”   ~~   I pushed my way through the crowd towards the train heading towards Velachery, smirking. ~~ “A wallet thief, eh? Well, this is my train. I’m the master thief, and … Continue reading A TRAIN TO VELACHERY

THE MATYROSHKA CØEPA

CHAPTER ONE It was a rather ordinary day in the mailroom for Adam Martins. He was performing his duties nonchalantly, whistling while picking up packages off the conveyor belt, examining their contents, and sorting them into letters, parcels, cheques and so on and so forth. A rather large parcel caught his attention. He picked it … Continue reading THE MATYROSHKA CØEPA

THE CUPBOARD

It was more of an almirah. This particular almirah belonged to my great grandfather’s grandpa, and he wasn’t really known for fighting for equality in gender. He married fourteen times, and divorced thirteen times. Thirteen. At least, that was the story the public heard. ~~ The truth behind the matter was that he was desperate … Continue reading THE CUPBOARD