Posted by: Naren on: October 21, 2009
‘Welcome to The Imperial Grand, sir. May I take your coat, Ma’am? I have reserved your usual table by the window, sir.’
‘Thanks, Jim. My son will be joining us, so could you show him to the table?’
The maître d’ nodded his most sincere assent and politely shuffled off with the coats in his hand.
The restaurant [...]
Posted by: Naren on: June 30, 2009
It was the world’s worst break-up. After being a couple for almost seven years, they didn’t know what to do without the other. It was difficult to forget all those good times, and they both did lots of things to try and forget – the guy, for instance, drank cold milk with glucose all night [...]
Posted by: Naren on: June 28, 2009
The village was just as Pillai remembered it. Rust had taken newer meanings and blanch was the new paint. ‘All that will change in a few days’ he said to himself.
‘Aunt, you have to become the village Head’ he said, as soon as he stepped into the house and washed his limbs. All help gasped. [...]
Posted by: Naren on: April 29, 2009
This, my friends, was my second entry to the aforementioned competition:
The courtroom’s doors opened and the case began. The prosecutor brought his herd of witnesses, who all swore to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth so help them God, pointed their finger at the defendant, told their stories and left [...]
Posted by: Naren on: April 27, 2009
This is the first of my three entries to a short story writing competition. It’s a work of fiction and any resemblance to any character is purely coincidental. It’s working title was Chauvinistic, My Foot! And I mean it. To those who think they are above copy right rules, I have already sent my entry:
Unearthly [...]
Posted by: Naren on: March 19, 2009
This was my contribution for Lit-Soc Creative Writing Contest, as part of Tapti’s Newsletter. For the uninitiated, Lit-Soc is a year long Inter-Hostel Competition and Tapti is my hostel at IITM:
Hello readers! A very good morning to you all and for all those expecting a bad day, cheer up coz, boy, have we got something [...]
Posted by: Naren on: December 9, 2007
I kept dreaming about this for weeks. It turned out to be such a nightmare.
No, obviously not for me. For the Dean.
Here are some excerpts from the Lab Viva.
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Dean: Do you smoke??
Me: Sir, are you asking this question as the Dean or as a professor of the Department of Ocean Engineering??
Dean: I am asking this [...]
Posted by: Naren on: November 15, 2007
This is an interview with Wool (Name changed to protect the victim’s identity), a person who takes care of the overall hygiene of the hostel, a person who tries to look important (can someone tell him that holding a phenol bottle in one hand and a broom in the other is not going to make [...]
Posted by: Naren on: November 9, 2007
There is no other word that better describes Mishra. After 2 and a half years at IITM, he is still regarded the God of the wing by all and sundry. Anything about any arbitrary topic, the doubt winds its way towards 109, Tapti. 109 has become synonymous with a holy place, with the pilgrims believing [...]
