Category: Short Stories

Hate Story

I can still feel my adrenaline which was drastically high and forcing my blood pump into the muscles from my toe to my head. The chills were horrifying as if there were thousands of arrows in the air to pierce my heart and body, just that those arrows were not from the cupid but the […]

Death of Life

Road tripping is fun until (Disclaimer: No offense to the passionate road trippers) you realize your bum aches and you are out of song list and literally gossiped every teeny tiny detail. On one such road trip, I wanted a break from all the above and with the constant motion. After constant nagging, our photographer […]