The Tavern at the End of the World

Ritosh was being chased by sword-wielding thugs through the streets of Old Delhi. ‘No, not Old Delhi. Not anymore. It’s New Constantinople now,’ he told himself, quelling his treacherous thoughts. Even mentioning that name was an offense worthy of beheading. The world had changed more than he had thought possible in the last few decades, Read more about The Tavern at the End of the World[…]

Goodbye, Aaji.

Of Broken Promises & Broken Hearts

Of all the promises I have made in my life, there were two I was desperate to keep. Two promises I wanted to fulfill, no matter what. Both made to my grandparents. And I failed to keep them both. I wanted the two of them to be the first to see my published novel. That Read more about Of Broken Promises & Broken Hearts[…]