Monthly Archives: May 2017

Arnav was in seventh heaven, happier than he had ever been in his entire life of three years. He could not really explain these feelings of euphoria, followed by ecstasy (though it is normally Ecstasy  followed by euphoria), but being … Continue reading →

Things are not as simple as it looks For an uncredited author of a dozen books Someone else getting the laurels, while no one sees me Honestly, just a simple acknowledgment would be enough to please me   Each book … Continue reading →

The bell in the 5-star hotel room buzzed louder than a swarm of bees I shouted out from the comfort of my bed- Go away, for Heaven’s sake, please! I am trying to spend some quality time with my sweet … Continue reading →

“I have absolutely no issues with the jhaadoo, pocha, bartan, dusting and 23 bathrooms,” Diana told Stoppgappi, “my problem is that my enemy is invisible.” It had been exactly a week since Diana had started moonlighting in the Loin’s den…wait, … Continue reading →

Money was not something that Gappi had ever thought about actively, or even passively for that matter. The motto of his family, owners of the vast lands and lavish properties mentioned in the previous chapter, was – Pecunia est, lutum … Continue reading →

The summer season had just set in, it being February in Mumbai, and Gappi was already sick of it. He still remembered his quaint little cottage in the UK, in the middle of a forest, no one around for miles. … Continue reading →

Karamchand was faced with a particularly taxing problem In a moment of madness, he had stolen a case of Mogambo’s finest Jamaican rum And now the case to find the missing rum, ironically, had also come to him With the … Continue reading →

The streets were flooded with sewage water so foul that it could make even Varun Dev stink, the air so polluted that it could give lung cancer to Vayu Dev, the noise of blaring horns so loud that it could … Continue reading →

This story has been written on a special request So read it carefully, do not treat it with jest For at the end of the story, if you do not remember it down to the minutest detail You will curse … Continue reading →

Narrator’s Note: Going through a slightly (read extremely) busy phase, so posting a story that I wrote a few years ago, but didn’t post anywhere. Have fun. Stoppgappi was having a perfectly brilliant day. His maid Diana, who, as the … Continue reading →