Harsha's world

My husband stopped and went to tell the other car to dip his harsh headlight. I just heard rhythmic thud sound after that. My brother came in rush asked me to get into his car without asking any questions. As we passed by, I see someone banging my husband’s bodiless head to the other car

It's strange to be in a park in middle of night. It is stranger to be seated next to a unknown. Both wanted the other one to start the conversation. She tuned towards me her blood dripping teeth were a disappointment for me as I had bigger fangs. Both had to spend the night hungry

Teleporter, their greatest invention. They wanted to gift it to their teacher their mentor, on his birthday. Their guru opened his eyes for the alarm ring.  Two young girls rushed screaming. Behind them was the spiked hair young boy with a huge gift box in his hands. It read “happy tutu appa- Sum, Sim, Gav”

She joined FBI for a reason, find her father’s murderer. Through those glasses she could not only see things better but also read mind. Hundreds’ of cases hence she solved. Special was her respected boss. He had mastered the art of forgetting things. So had he done with the incident where he killed her father?

Mumbaikars are living in the fear of this brutal murder. Police have no clue and it has been a fortnight and the murderer is living in the city, free. Death after death but the state is the same No correlation, no motive no clue. Young Sonal is returning from her college farewell party, she panics as she read “Psychopath finds his eleventh victim, another 18 year college girl hacked to death in Mumbai local”. Middle aged Mamatha signals at Sonal looking at the only other passenger in their coach. He is red eyes, dark and shabby. Fears elopes the two. They want to get down at the next station. Their eyes widen in surprise as the stranger man steps up to get down. A sign of relief for the two. Sonal smiles, but it is Mamatha’s evil laugh that shivers Sonal’s guts. Mamatha makes her pray count to complete the dozen {Inspired from infy blogger Ranjith Nair}

Arvind Eshwaran is a trekking freak, a scientist at the prestigious National Research Lab. He believes there is no god and preaches it. He spends his weekends at some trekking place and celebrates end of day at 1522 pub. Once while hiking at Bandekote he meets Bilva a person dressed completely in khavi with a half a feet beard, goes without saying that he is a saint. The sudden thunderous storm makes AE and Bilva meet at the mountain cave. Two minutes of silence is followed by an ice breaking general talk turned into debate between the atheist AE and god man Bilva. The argument only stops with the rain, just before they leave Bilva says "Son, your life will change drastically in coming days. Keep this leaf with you, it will help". AE reluctantly takes it and dumps it in his bag and gets back to his tent. About 15 days later His experiment needs malgum centinide a rare chemical that needs to be imported from Germany. He calls up his college friend and order it. Exhaus