”The Silent Sentinel, The Cradle”
An old wooden cradle stood in the corner, a reminder of past events. Age had faded the once-detailed carvings that […]
Personal Stories
The All-Seeing co-resident
The All-Seeing co-resident-A short story It was all about sunshine and the lovely aroma of filter coffee once we shifted
“Pride Before the Fall”
“Pride Before the Fall” A short story In the middle of the business city of Chennai, there was a housemaid