Release | Short Story

On a cold evening, the man unlocked the door to his house from inside and led his pregnant wife towards their garden. It was early evening and the last rays of the sun could be seen on the horizon.

The Living | Short Story

Sundays should be sleepy, relaxed and personal. Robin’s Sunday dawned with his landlord’s dead face splashed across all the major dailies and TV news channels. Headlines screamed- “Gay lovers end lives”.