Short Story

Existence

“Do you have suicidal thoughts?” asked my therapist.
“No” I said.

I didn’t lie; but I did not tell the truth. There are times I wish I did not exist. Sometimes I think I should just disappear into thin air. I googled spontaneous combustion. Alien abduction…

Violet skirt

Five

My sister handed me her violet coloured silk skirt and a black scarf. I wore the skirt and draped the scarf across my chest. I picked up the half a foot clay Golu doll from the cricket set. I always liked him, his smile was hidden by the thick moustache drawn above his lips…

The Pleasure of the thorn

“I am gay” I said.
Amma paused for a moment and flipped through the examination paper she was evaluating. I looked at her with empty eyes as my heart raced. That wasn’t the expression I expected or wanted from her.
“Amma” I called out in a feeble voice.
She lifted her head and…