A weekly newsletter about ‘change’

For a long time now, I have been wondering about topics that I can write essays about on a periodic basis. As a fiction writer, I’ve been publishing short stories on a periodic basis. But I never wrote articles periodically. To me, writing fiction has always seemed easier than writing non-fiction. Of course, most of […]


Why do I write short stories?

Writing helps me explore stories of people in unusual circumstances.

electric cars Short Stories Uncategorized

Teslas are here – what’s next?

The temperature this summer was the highest in the past fifty years. The summer sun was blowing fire on the faces of people. The city buses, trains, cars and trains had their cooling systems working at full capacity, resulting in hot air from exhaust pipes and air conditioners spreading in the air, intensifying the heat […]

Fiction Movies Short Stories Uncategorized

Critic’s rating

The story of a movie critic.

Fiction Short Stories villages

Shutter down

The story of a village where a factory is refusing to pay the workers.

Fiction Machine Short Stories villages

Escape velocity

An old man who wants to be on the first commercial flight to space

Fiction Phone Short Stories Uncategorized


“Sahab, Diwali aa rahi hai,” Ravi mentioned to his boss.   The boss smiled and handed him a new Rs. 2000 note. The awe on his face was more than a person stepping on an airplane for the first time. His eyebrows were raised and his eyes gleamed with hope.   As he left the house, he was reminded of the hard work he had put […]

Fiction Short Stories Small businesses tea Uncategorized

Chai time

A story about a boy who turns to selling tea as a way to buy an Xbox

Fiction Short Stories Technology Uncategorized

The day of failure

The story of a person who wants to fail.

Fiction Short Stories Technology Uncategorized villages

Sir, add an ‘e’ before the mail

“Hello?” the old postman uttered into the phone lying on his desk. The phone was surrounded by files whose edges had been feasted upon by rats. Rays of the setting sun penetrated the doorway of the post office and glowed on the metal desk behind which he was sitting. While his ears were listening, his eyes were captivated by the cables that […]