Fiction Series

Today, we are posting the sixth part of the 8-part murder mystery – Noise is Good. You can refer to the fifth part here.Part 6Nitya snapped her fingers, “Just check if any of your jewelry is missing?”Pooja went to her room and opened her wardrobe to reveal that one pair ...

Today, we are posting the fifth part of the 8-part murder mystery – Noise is Good. You can refer to the fourth part here.Part 5“This dupatta looks like mine. But, it is not. Vageshwari might have had a dupatta like that. There are several available in the market. At the ...

Today, we are posting the fourth part of the 8-part murder mystery – Noise is Good. You can refer to the third part here.Part 4Pooja and her family protested. But, PSI Jadhav was adamant on arresting Pooja.  The police took her to the station. Pooja’s father called their lawyer Nitya ...

Today, we are posting the third part of the 8-part murder mystery – Noise is Good. You can refer to the second part here.Part 3“What makes you think that I would practically implement the threat? I wanted to stress on the fact that we would not compromise with her. Her ...

Today, we are posting the second part of the 8-part murder mystery – Noise is Good. You can refer to the first part here.Part 2The police were called in and the dead body was sent for postmortem. Police Sub-Inspector Chandrakant Jadhav spoke to everybody in the building about Vageshwari and ...

From today, we begin an 8-part short story, which is a murder mystery. The title is – Noise is Good. Do have a look and share your feedback.Part 1Pooja Tyagarajan was a double postgraduate, living with her parents. Her parents always argued with each other. Sometimes her father would pull ...

Days passed and December gave way to January. One day, Radha was busy with an interview of a Parsi doctor a couple of blocks away from her hostel. When she came out of the building, she found people running helter-skelter. There were sounds of glass breaking in the nearby street. ...

“We should save it,” Radha blurted and was about to get down from the moving rickshaw. But, Asha held her back, as they rounded the circle in front of the telephone booth. “Let’s move away before those hooligans see us,” Aakash exclaimed to the driver. The driver did not wait ...

A very disgusting, disgraceful and dreadful thing happened in Mumbai on December 7, 1992. Babri Masjid was demolished and Mumbai began burning due to riots! I was studying then and was almost caught in the crossfire between the warring communities. Luckily, by God’s grace, I returned home in one piece. ...

“Kiran, wake up,” Mom shook me up. “What are you mixed up with this time? Instinct Detective Agency’s director has called you on our landline.” I sat up, groggily. In an instant, all of what had happened the day before came back to me. Without even bothering to even wash ...