Continued from Dawn: The Charioteer (I) Chetan spent the next ten days directing an interior decorator who was to re-model and re-furbish
Category: Fiction- Multi-Part Stories
My name is Anuru. In Sanskrit it means Dawn. Dawn is the charioteer of the Sun, the nurturer of life. I
[Continued from Cindered Dreams (VI)] Part Seven: Momentum picked up on the school’s plans slowly. I was alone now and every
[Continued from Cindered Dreams (V)] Part Six: It sounded sensible, inevitable and so completely RIGHT, it just took my
[Continued from Cindered Dreams (IV)] Part Five: During that night, she told me that when the worst of her misfortune broke
[Continued from Cindered Dreams (III)] Part Four: I realize that my narrative would become hopelessly jumbled if I did not
[Continued from Cindered Dreams (II)] Part Three: I had a sister. She was five years younger than me and I doted
[Continued from Cindered Dreams] Part Two: Tread softly O gentle stranger, The cinders of my dreams are warm and still alive from the fires that
Part One: Suman sighed happily. The view from her window was neither outstanding nor breathtaking. It was common place yet immensely soothing. She could see
Continued from The Driver- Part I , The Driver- Part II and The Driver- Part III “Let me tell you my part of the story.
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