Our guide’s name was Mr. Douglas. He said 3 elephants are okay but 4 can be dangerous.
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The Open Door: The Aha! Moment Story
The Open Door – is published in The Origins Journal. It is an anchor story in my book Moments in Transition: Stories of Maya and Jeena. I decided to place it towards the end of the novella. My logic, albeit obscure was that I want my reader to become curious about the tension in the …
Uptown Girl : Short Fiction
Published in The East Bay Review: You can now read my short story Uptown Girl for free. “Sophistication” is another word for that inventive mix of tolerance, resilience and resourcefulness city people develop. —Edward Hoagland In a few long strides, the elegant woman clicked her black heels across an expanse of opulent granite to park …
What’s In A Name?
My latest fun author finally getting some love from popular media.
The Uptown Gal With a Downtown Edge
In just a few long strides, the elegant woman clicked black heels across the expanse of the opulent lobby and smoothly parked herself and her wheeled luggage by the registration desk. She rested her handbag on the counter, ready to take out her wallet if needed. “You have a reservation for me? Jeena Mann. That’s …
A Piece of Bread, A Curry of Potato and Family Beside Me
It is Sunday morning and we are allowed to get up late. Every other day of the week Amma and Papa are united in their wake up calls that turn from sweet to strident in about 5 minutes. I know that if we are not up Papa will walk in and yank the covers off …
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The Good Samaritan
It was raining and the ink was freshly bleeding off. Lucy bent down. Whoever dropped the note must be just ahead. The part that wasn’t totally washed out said: Rock Bottom Cafe. Just 5 minutes. Samar (smudge) She ran up ahead. “Did you drop this?” “Sir, is this yours?” ” Excuse me Ma’am- are you …
Underneath the Guava Tree
We grew up together. Literally. My first memory of us together is one bundle rolling around on the ground, legs and bodies all entwined. We were the same size and weight and maybe, just maybe, if it had stayed that way he would still be around. While we were the same in size he was …
Three Songs
Simon and Garfunkel were big in 1970 when I came to New York, America. I confess, at first, I did not get them, but then like everything that is obscure initially once you get it it stays with you. Even in your sleep – or maybe especially in your sleep. And the number one song …
Neerja Raman 