They called it the Devil’s Patch—a forgotten stretch of forest behind an abandoned gas station on the outskirts of town. Locals said the trees whispered at night, that birds never flew over it, and that sometimes, the ground moved when…
Rohan woke up to the drone of his phone. Rubbing the sleep from his half-awake eyes, he reached out for the cell phone which was lying on the nightstand, and squinted at the screen. Arjun: “Are you working today?“ He…
Though the streets of Paharganj never actually slept, tonight they felt disturbingly still. Inspector Arjun Malhotra slouched in his car, the weight of another missing person’s case heavy on him. He flipped open the case file – Rajan Sharma, Age…
The Glittering City of NeoTown NeoTown was a city that never slept. Their high-rise buildings scraped heaven’s floor and sparkled under the brilliant artificial sunshine of high-tech mirrors orbiting the Earth. Every shop around was buzzing, yearning to sell the…
Paharganj has always been a sleepy village, the days boiling with the syntaxes of farmers tending their crops and the odd distant echo of temple bells in the evening. But today, it was eerily silent. Last evening, a strange tempest…
Rahul opened his eyes, head heavy with sleep. He was expecting the buzz of voices, or the light rustle of papers, as his classmates moved to the next lesson. But the silence was frightening, it was absolute silence. He sat…
The very last thing that I remember is the flicker of the antiquated neon sign: “Roy’s Repair – Phones Fixed Fast.” I have walked into this awful shack with a busted phone in hand- the screen shattered, with the battery…
A road trip to the Himachal hills was all Vikram and his friends wanted for a perfect weekend and a perfect escape from their 9 to 5 jail. But who knew that their jail was far better than the prison…
You all have heard or watched movies related to scams, like Scam 1992: The Harshad Mehta Story, The Wolf of Wall Street, and a very recent release, Lucky Bhaskar. All of these are amazing, and audiences can’t get enough of them…
Every day, freeing myself from work pressure, I close my eyes on the bed. Sleep gradually approaches me, enveloping me, and then a wave pulls me under, and suddenly, I see a spooky road with no finishing line. I am…
