Boats are safe on shore but they weren't built for that – I set my sail in the ocean of words
The Other Half of My HeartStory Idea by Ashok SharmaA Short Story by Vasu Gangapalli Once upon a time, in a quiet small town, lived two best friends named Sajeev and Komal. They cared deeply for each other and understood each other so well that it often felt as if they shared a single heart.One …
Cold Weather (ठंडी का मौसम)A Short Story by Vasu Gangapalli The fog hung low over the railway platform, wrapping everything in a pale silence. Aarav rubbed his hands together, breath turning into white smoke. Winter always did this to him—made memories louder. “Chai?” a familiar voice asked.Aarav froze. He turned slowly. Meera stood there, woollen …
One Good Deed, Please!A Short Story by Vasu GangapalliBased on a true incidentOne Monday evening, Keerthana returned home from school with her weekly assignment.The task was simple: one of her parents had to perform a “good deed” within six days. Each child had to write down the deed in a notebook and read it aloud …
The Manuscript That Remembered A Short Story by Vasu Gangapalli Aarav Mehta had always believed stories chose their writers—not the other way around. At twenty-seven, celebrated for his debut book and adored online, he carried an insecurity no one ever saw: What if he never wrote anything remarkable again? Praise felt temporary. Applause faded. Blank …
The Woman Next DoorA Short Story by Vasu Gangapalli Arjun had always believed that love didn’t need grand gestures. For him, love lived quietly—in the stolen glances he exchanged every evening with the woman next door. Her name was Maya.Soft eyes. Quiet smile. The kind of woman who, he swore, felt like destiny wrapped in …
The Price of SilenceA Short Story by Vasu Gangapalli Based on true incident The bell above the glass door chimed softly as Raghav Kulkarni stepped into Sunbeam Pre-School. The colors were comforting—primary hues on tiny chairs, walls filled with children’s artwork, the faint smell of crayons and disinfectant. But Raghav felt none of the warmth …
Night Walk — Expanded Creepy Short StoryBased on 55 Fiction by Vasu GangapalliThe night was cold, the air thick with the scent of rain-soaked earth. Mist slithered between the trees like pale ghosts, and the moon hid behind a shroud of clouds.Ravi pulled his jacket tighter. The forest trail was eerily silent, except for the …
The PaintingA Short Story by Vasu Gangapalli Based on my 100 Fiction by same name.The first time Ranjit saw The Painting, it was hanging in an old art store on the outskirts of the city — dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of varnish and turpentine.It was mesmerizing.A mist-covered valley stretched into the …
Johny, JohnyA Short Story by Vasu Gangapalli The rain hammered the window like a thousand restless fingers.Thunder rolled through the night, and the entire house was swallowed by darkness as the power went out.Anup groaned, rolling over on his bed. He hated nights like this. The wind howled through the gaps in the old wooden …
The Message Within the StoneA Short Story by Vasu Gangapalli Dr. Aria Menon could hear her own heartbeat echoing inside the sterile silence of Genesis Research Lab. The meteorite — a glossy, black enigma — lay under the glass chamber, pulsing faintly with a bluish glow, as though it were alive.Around her, a cluster of …
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