He snapped his gold-gilded book shut. “Damn you!” He screamed. Looking down at the book, he screamed again, “DAMN YOU!” His voice echoed through the walls of the hospital. Superpowers were only in books. And he was no superman. His eyes glistened as he thought about the hole in his heart. Growing up on stories…
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The tale of the Avocado toast @plenty Mumbai
This was the first evening that they were going to spend away from each other. At first, when she suggested this, a slight anxiety burned through his veins. But then, he eased into it, thinking that he had to let her be with her friends, once in a while. This girl was something else. She…
The tale of the golden snitch @henpeckedmumbai
She sat at the table with a swollen lip. She had bitten it too hard this time in an attempt to display her anger. Her mother, sat across her, with crossed arms and a furrowed brow. She looked down at the not-so-interesting table mat feigning great interest—in order to avoid her mother’s penetrating gaze. But…
The tale of the Prawns @BarefootResort
I’ll knock at your door And hope that you answer it I’ll wait till you see the smoke from my burning regrets Slowly travel through the little crevices around your door I’ll wait till you hear my loud cries Even though they reach you as faint whispers I’ll wait for you to pass your…
The tale of the Crab Lollipops @Somethingdifferent beach cafe
Tale teller: Nikhil Katara In the many years that had gone by the sea, he’d not known what happens to his catch after he had sold it. He’d caught a lot of fish and crabs and lobsters, for he came from a family of fishermen. They knew the sea and played in it like it…
The tale of the prawn curry at Anju Coco, Havelock Island
The day hangry little Berty Bubblehood bumped into the guy she loved, she knew this was not it. She looked at him and thought, “This is not the guy I dreamed about.” Fair enough. He wasn’t as tall. He didn’t have the perfect set of teeth. He didn’t have an enchanting smile. No. Nah. NEVER….
The tale of the Reshmi Chicken Tikka at Full Moon Cafe @diveindia
She lied. About the way she felt and the things she did. Assuming the role of a care-free songbird one day. And a glamorous diva the day after. She wore every role on her sleeve and wore it with pride. Even the days she was down and low, her words floated high above in a…
The tale of the protein power smoothie @jamjardiner
Every day, she walked down the same road. Caught the same bus. Sat in the same seat. Looked out of the same window. And sighed the same sigh. It was a soulful one. Because every single day, she saw it there. Jamjar Diner, read the board. She had never seen the inside of it. But…
The tale of the Turkish delights
My brother pushes the car My heart skips a beat My dad holds my mom Our eyes tear up as they meet They’re ready to let me go I’m not their problem anymore An ornate silence engulfs us as the engine revs My brother winks at me, “don’t trouble him too much,” he says He…
The tale of the Norwegian Smoked Salmon @bigsamsseafood
Being a lawyer was no joke. He spent hours trudging over small matters, making them big. He spent nights burning the midnight oil, one that burned well into the afternoons as well. And as he toiled through the fields of ambition, a little seed of doubt was planted in his wife’s mind. She raised an…
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