Flash fiction

The Man

Abel watched with surprise as the man’s eyes glazed upon his question and his hands moved on time to an imaginary music.

Musical memories

The girls sat lazily in the whitsun by the poolside after an extremely energetic swimming afternoon and wished the castle footman would return soon with the lemonade.

Sunrise and Shadows!

The horror of her impending doom had dulled. Yet the rogue voice wouldn’t be silent reminding her of the rash decision she had made to trade excessive life credits in a desperate hope to save her dying mother.


Hulohot looked every inch the warrior chieftain that he was as he finished applying the final coat of bark white stripes on his face. As he bared his teeth at the pool water, his deputy Chu-chu came running.

Ganpati Bappa Morya!

But Ashu had persevered and had even pointed out that their cricket Ganesha in the year when India won the world cup was an assured hit. He had also, rather cunningly, pointed out how their Ganesha would one-up the idol the next street guys had already bought.

The crash

The truck raced on past the intersection circle. The occupants of the blue car were leaning out of the open doors towards the traffic cop heedless of the looming danger.