Anirudh MuraliThe Candle.The room was bright. The small shadows that formed in the corner of the room looked like impurities in the light. Such was its essence; it…Mar 2, 2016Mar 2, 2016
Anirudh MuraliDark Leaves“Come. Come to me” someone whispered to him. Yes, it was finally happening he thought. The effect of drugs started working albeit at a…Feb 21, 2016Feb 21, 2016
Anirudh MuraliSilence — RedefinedSitting with a pen in my hand, I was looking for the obvious. By obvious I mean the right word that would fit my story. And it is quite…Oct 16, 2015Oct 16, 2015
Anirudh MuraliSuicide.He entered the room and received a silent welcome, as always, from the usual inhabitants. Usually he never paid any attention to them, just…Oct 12, 2015Oct 12, 2015