Aditi BatrainHingedWill You Just Shut Up?From our first date in September 2011 until today, our fifth marriage anniversary, I had known Carol as a mildly talkative woman. On our…Sep 30, 20171Sep 30, 20171
Aditi BatrainCuriosity Never Killed the WriterThe Man Who Could See EverythingIt was a mundane Tuesday afternoon. The trees were flaunting their shadows, the birds just wouldn’t stop talking and the chair in my…Feb 3, 2017Feb 3, 2017
Aditi BatraThe SongbirdThe moon was roaring at the world like a lone wolf in the night. One could almost hear it dominate over the unrelenting flames of darkness…Dec 24, 2016Dec 24, 2016
Aditi BatraA Game of FootballI looked straight in the eyes of the goalkeeper. He was expressionless and staring into space through the helmet. He had his legs wide open…Sep 17, 2016Sep 17, 2016
Aditi BatrainHingedDear Dead WifeHe walked quietly on his toes and carefully put down letter no. 17 on her tombstone, with those dreary roses he gets every night. It looked…Aug 27, 20165Aug 27, 20165
Aditi BatrainHingedThe Tree SwingThe little boy put on a yellow T-shirt and stepped out of the cottage house. This was his evening routine. He would go out for a walk and…Aug 13, 20161Aug 13, 20161
Aditi BatraThe Nighttime Journeys of a BoyHe longingly looked out of the window. It was well past his bedtime, but in an empty home, this did not matter. He was sitting by the…Aug 3, 2016Aug 3, 2016
Aditi BatraThe Meat-eater of Mukherjee NagarEvery day, chef Drasuta visits the local food market. The market is always bustling with fascinating people. Being around good food and…Jul 23, 20161Jul 23, 20161
Aditi BatraBlackI entered inside and threw the keys on the mattress. It had been a terribly exhausting day. Out of habit, I furtively looked around the 10…Jul 16, 20162Jul 16, 20162
Aditi BatraThe SearchThe crow was parched. He let out a weak, raspy sound. No one heard him. Old age, loneliness and a mighty ego were cradling him towards his…Jul 4, 2016Jul 4, 2016