Year: 3 AD
Location: Alexandria, Egypt
I was recognized as Alchemist rather than by my name Cleopatra- perhaps because it reminded people of the famous Egyptian queen.
Yuya was my indispensable associate. He assisted me in my lair, where I toiled day and night on several medications, and on ‘Chrysopoeia*’. A fantasy that all alchemists breathe, perish, and slaughter for- to transmute the stone into gold. Continue reading Cleopatra of Alexandria
It had been a week since I met her. Ever since, I visited the cemetery every day, hoping to get her glimpse. That day, she looked like a vision- in her yellow dress, sipping wine in the cemetery.
Continue reading Atop the Rolling Hills
Avanika knew something was wrong the second she spied his name flash on the screen. It was tempting to ignore the call, but instincts told her she should at least listen to what he has to say. “Yes?” Her voice was even. “I need your help, Avni. Come immediately, please.” “The name is Avanika. What happened?” Judging the desperation in his tone, it was … Continue reading Apartment 703
It is my privilege to reveal the cover for Damyanti Biswas‘s debut crime novel, You Beneath Your Skin to be published this September by Simon & Schuster, India. I’ve known Damyanti for the last one year. She is a wonderful and fun person to be around. She is vivacious and effervescent and I truly admire her as a writer. So, without further ado, here’s the cover! The red and … Continue reading Cover Reveal of the Book- ‘You Beneath your Skin’ by Damyanit Biswas
11/4/19
Ma… it is a beautiful word, and I’m sure you are as beautiful as this word is. Do you look like the woman I see in my dreams? You sing to me lullabies in your soft and tender voice. I love it when you caress me, so gently and affectionately. I want to be in your arms soon. Continue reading MA
“Feeling sluggish, Terra? ” As I slowed down to leave my orbit, Venus asked.
“Signs of old age. My head is spinning. I can be selfish for a day; I have decided to rest today.” I blabbered.
“Age is just a number, sista. Besides, we are the same age, give or take a few million years. That’s like a few nanoseconds in human years…” Venus started.
Sia takes apprehensive steps towards the intriguing gothic structure. Her mind is filled with myriad chaotic thoughts. She has lost her nation, her people, her family, her friends. The partition has taken its price. Sia has survived to tell the gruesome tale of partition. Continue reading The Frozen Tears
His wrinkled hands joined together, but his eyes didn’t dare to look into mine. This was the day, I had waited for. But now, it felt useless, this whole charade of forgiveness. How did it matter anyway? Continue reading The Forgiveness #TellTaleThursday
In the intense gloomy darkness, as the dying candle flickered – my heart was filled with dread. It was hard to tell what was darker- the night or my life? It was my birthday, today. Continue reading The Wish #TellTaleThursday
Ah! In the middle of the night, I woke up sweating. I took a moment before it dawned on me that I was in a hotel room. I needed to pee so bad.
As soon as I turned on the light, I noticed a silhouette of a hand. It appeared out of nowhere on the glass pane. The hand looked skinny and ghostly. The emaciated ghost! Continue reading The Ghostly Hand#TellTaleThursday
