The rain bothered her. It had been raining, it seemed, ever since she had arrived, three months ago. It felt like she’d lived here forever and the rain had poured down forever. It had been raining all night and now at 8AM, it came down in a steady downpour The cottage sat on…
It was eight in the morning and the skies had opened up. I sat looking at the newspaper in my hand and the little water droplets forming and rolling down the window pane, when suddenly I realised that I had written a string of words and they were sitting there on the screen…
Fiction Lake Huron swallows up the setting sun A Poetic Start The rays of sleepy Sol, orange and pink and shades of red, shone like a blanket of tulips seen from afar, waving ever so gently, caressed by zephyrs in the gathering dusk. Pink tinged feathers of clouds striped the fading blue…
It was always an issue. As the world around him moved faster and faster, he found himself later and later. It wasn’t that he didn’t try. He did. He woke up earlier, ate faster, dressed quicker. When he arrived at work, though, he found he was late. Everyone, it seemed, had been hard…
He heard the wail of fire engines racing through the street. He kept walking. As he reached the top of the hill, he got a good view of the village below him. The flames competed with the smoke for ascendancy. The fire engines, two of them, came to a stop in the square.…
Gwen put away the stapler, pens, stenographer’s pad neatly into the top drawer of her desk. She opened the bottom drawer and pulled out the typewriter cover. She locked the drawer and put the key into her bag. She got up and walked over to the Superintendent’s office door. She knocked briefly and…
The Divorce Announcement It was a very difficult and arduous decision. However, the divorce became necessary. Irreconcilable differences, you know. Months of agony, indecision and recriminations later, here we are. Documents drawn up. Folders created. Yes. There is sadness, yet, there is joy to be had for the future looks suddenly brighter and…
DUSK Note from Ajesh: In a singular lack of care, I have made a mistake. Uma's story was entitled Dusk. That was the filename I received. However, I'm a whole year older and thus failed to realize that simple fact. My deepest apologies for this grave and unseemly mistake! Mea Culpa! Very little…
This wonderfully satisfying short story comes from Shiva Kumar. His writing is quirky, funny, and eminently readable. It is a style I truly appreciate for its wordplay and its ability to bring out the sense of the action. For a truly delightful experience, head on over to https://thewiklyupdet.blogspot.com/ and read more from him…
This is the second time we've had the pleasure of getting one of Sarbari Sen's stories on SloWord. She is, if you recall, the brain behind "A Chandelier for Vidya". If you've read that you may have a vague sense of foreboding already. Here we go then! When they left a party, someone…