Fiction Series

“A SOUTH INDIAN!,” Mr. Mathur exclaimed. “And a divorcee? Radha have you lost your mind? At your age, you can find a younger bachelor.” “But, Daddy, he is not to be blamed for the divorce. The girl was having an affair with her boss. The marriage did not last more ...

“Don’t be silly, Dev,” Radha blushed and looked up at Mahadevan, who had his arm around her shoulders. They were sitting in his company car, which was parked on a deserted curb near the restaurant where they had dined together. Radha had been working for Mahadevan for the last 3 ...

When Radha reached their Nariman Point office, she recognized Mr. V Mahadevan as the gentleman she had bumped into the previous day while rushing out of the interviewer’s cabin. “I took your resume from my colleague in the other office. I found that you could fit in here since you ...

Radha reached home an hour later and told her mother about her interview. “Keep trying. You need not get dejected. Even the great writer G B Shaw had faced rejection slips for his works, initially. Eventually, things turned in his favor and he died a rich man. Life is like ...

“Ms. Mathur, we could have thought of employing you right away, if you had at least an experience of 6 months. You are just out of college and college education does not help once you start working. I’ll keep your application on file and get back to you if something ...

Part 5 Though the man’s face was stained with blood, his face was recognizable. Savitri started sobbing again. She was saying something incoherently. Kartik pushed back the casket and said soothingly, “It’s alright. He is dead.” “It’s him!” Savitri turned, shivering. “He must have jumped off at the wrong time. ...

Part 4 Getting bail for Savitri proved to be a minor legal snag, which Kartik got over, expertly. Then Kartik and Radha met the Iyers at their hotel room. “Savitri, we need to talk,” Kartik declared with finality. Silence. Savitri kept looking down at her wet hands. Large tear drops ...

Part 3 The girl said with finality that the Iyers had to go. “Who is she?” Kartik questioned Kanetkar. “My first daughter,” he replied arrogantly. “How many children do you have?” “3. All daughters. The other 2 are married.” “Why has she not married?” At that all their faces paled. ...

Part 2 “Anna, do something,” Radha pleaded. “I am trying. I am trying. She’s left her fingerprints all over the local train compartment, where Shruti’s body was found, even on the knife. Besides, Savitri Iyer is not talking,” Advocate Kartik Mahadevan said. “If she’d talk, it could help, since there ...

Part 1 It was 2 PM., during a March afternoon. The local train came to a halt at Andheri Station. She got down from the blue Ist class ladies compartment holding 2 heavy suitcases and a handbag. She appeared to be at the threshold of her 20s, beautiful and sober. ...