That Deserted House (2 min read)

You walk down a road and feel a pair of eyes on you. But then, there is nobody around. It's a quiet summer afternoon; people, unlike you, prefer to avoid the heat and take a nap around this time. Is it just your hyperactive instinct? Then you step into your front yard. You hope to … Continue reading That Deserted House (2 min read)

Was it you?( 2 min read)

My phone rang for the umpteenth time; it must be Mom, I hurried my steps. My hands were busy holding the umbrella tightly. The rain gradually turned into a storm. The road was hauntingly empty. Apart from a small roadside tea shop, there was nothing else. Every few minutes, the lightning and crashing thunder sent a … Continue reading Was it you?( 2 min read)

Someone’s at the door( < 1 min read)

Holding the amulet in one hand and a candle in the other, she cowardly walked to the door, the knock getting louder. She chanted the mantra continuously. She unlocked the door; the candle blew out. 'You kept badgering me to come back...here I am,' came the voice of her dead husband. Written by Chirasree Bose … Continue reading Someone’s at the door( < 1 min read)

Where am I??( 2 min read)

I can't breathe; my throat feels dry, sweat drips off my face and hair; I need water, I open my mouth but no word comes out of it.Where am I, I slowly open my eyes; it's completely dark; I've never been in a more horrendous place.It seems I'm sitting on a chair, but where am I...am I in my … Continue reading Where am I??( 2 min read)

The Shelter #PART 2( 2 min read)

The Shelter #PART1 We heard whispers of a woman and a man talking in the distance. Suddenly we heard footsteps near the bed as if someone just got off it. I clung to my husband's arm - 'did you hear that?' I asked, looking at him. He said nothing, his eyes widened and lips quivered. The footsteps … Continue reading The Shelter #PART 2( 2 min read)

The Shelter #PART 1( 2 min read)

The door opened after my husband had knocked at it the third time. An old lady stood on the other side, grey hair loose open, dark circle around the eyes that looked tired, wrinkled skin indicating that her age wouldn't be any less than 80. My husband and I stole glances at each other; I … Continue reading The Shelter #PART 1( 2 min read)