Fiction: On Life, Love And Our Desires

 

I am a teller of stories and therefore an optimist, a believer in the ethical bend of the human heart, a believer in the mind’s disgust with fraud and its appetite for truth, a believer in the ferocity of beauty. So, from my point of view, which is that of a storyteller, I see your life as already artful, waiting, just waiting and ready for you to make it art.

~ Toni Morrison

 

I Was Not There – A Short Story Collection By Rachana

I Was Not There – A Short Story Collection By Rachana

* 2010:   Rwanda: Genocide, Love and Resilience: This piece is close to my heart, as it is semi-autobiographical, but the story line is pure fiction. It is a tribute to a person in my life, who has been a great influence on me. His name, profession, his location...

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Short Story Fiction: got tragedy ™

Short Story Fiction: got tragedy ™

*   Diane sat in her car and thought about it. She decided that it was a NPR (National Public Radio) kind of a day. So, she turned on the radio and switched it from Q100, the more popular channel, to NPR. Andrew Pete and his BBC Newshour were on. To her,...

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Short Story Fiction: This Time, Another Place.

Short Story Fiction: This Time, Another Place.

* I   Barring the phone, 4 year old Mira did not have to compete much with her brother for her father’s attention. 6 year old Rohan had his own iPad that he kept busy with. “Daddy, daddy, look, I am so sassy!! I am dancing, see? Daddy!” Mira screamed in thrills...

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A Novella – How Green Were Our Valleys – Part II

A Novella – How Green Were Our Valleys – Part II

*   Continued from PART I   * VII   The next night, I lay in bed, wide eyed and wished for midnight to arrive fast. The night breeze gently blew the pale cotton curtains inside and out. I stared outside at the deep purple flowers in red potted plants in...

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A Novella – How Green Were Our Valleys

A Novella – How Green Were Our Valleys

* I   I will try my best to not sound cynical. But, that's my natural monotone these days - never getting excited or disappointed about anything in life, in general. Call it the adapted bashfulness that comes with age, if you will. There is a prelude to every act...

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Short Story Fiction: Rwanda: Genocide, Love and Resilience

Short Story Fiction: Rwanda: Genocide, Love and Resilience

* I   It was a familiar voice on the other end of the phone. One that I had heard over coffee or lunch for many years, but missed in the past 7 years. “How have you been? I have a layover in Atlanta on the 9th, for a couple of hours. I am flying to Rwanda, and...

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Short Story Fiction: Darling, Be Gentle On My Curves

Short Story Fiction: Darling, Be Gentle On My Curves

*   “Tiny spaces and small handbags make you look big. Now that’s the first tip to keep in mind. Make sure you are always photographed or spotted in an open space. Oh well, at this moment, there is no much control over that, I guess, not an inch of space here to...

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Short Story Fiction: Thanks To Cupid, Lalitha Found Jimmy

Short Story Fiction: Thanks To Cupid, Lalitha Found Jimmy

*   I had never met Lalitha until last Thursday. When everyone around us was congratulating her, I did too. "Sooo… What are you celebrating, can I ask?!!" I asked her with a big smile on my face and my hand reaching out to shake hers. "Oh yeah, sure! Jimmy and I...

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Short Story Fiction: When I Die, Can You Cry?

Short Story Fiction: When I Die, Can You Cry?

*   On Saturday, October 9th, only a few hours after Tom and I had feverishly defended her choices for boyfriends with her mother, Sirisha had tied a knot around her neck just a few yards away from us. To imagine her as desperate and lonely enough to end her life...

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Short Story Fiction: Bring The Boys Back Home

Short Story Fiction: Bring The Boys Back Home

*   Chad felt the need to take care of himself and ask for help only when he absolutely needed it.. ALWAYS.. They were getting late that evening, but if Pat did not want him to see broken up and torn, that is what she had to do, let him do things his way.. Even...

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Short Story Fiction: Pregnant Brains, Infertile Bodies

Short Story Fiction: Pregnant Brains, Infertile Bodies

*   Thinking of Amisha makes me realize I have bitter feelings for fate. She has the funniest and the cleverest anecdotes on any situation, can make a conversation out of any topic, even cars, football, watches, video games, Affordable Care Act, ISIS – anything....

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