Yasmin sat staring at the wall while she absent-mindedly fiddled with the Rubik’s cube. She kept staring at the cube until the colors became a haze. And quite abruptly she …
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Fiction stories and poems by the Gaysi to be read by all.
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I Gave My Word…
…to love…not just always, but worse, all ways!
Now I find, what I thought was just mind and body
Is a love that ideally, should be of the soul and …
The Usual Suspects
Bangalore, the beginning of winter. The days are shorter, the monsoon leaves its last spells of wet love on every roof, tree and head covered with dense hair. A chilly …
Delirious Collision
Her soft pink fingers rose
Toward my lipstick hued
Fast approaching breathless
Partially open mouth!
We stood still… the only movement now
Paused, staring into each other
With scorching orbs,…
Why This Kolaveri? : Part 4 [Finale]
Dhanush couldn’t forgive himself for the destruction he had brought up on Sruthi. What if I hadn’t talked to her on the flight that day? What if I hadn’t given her my email address? The guilt was a constant companion and it consumed him.
Why This Kolaveri? : Part 3
Fear froze Sruthi’s brain. Her body started shaking, visibly.”Don’t react. Stay calm. They are coming towards us, we can’t run. It will be obvious” said Dhanush.
The Object of My Affections
I had set my eyes on his graying hair, met his wandering eyes, been the recipient of his smile a long time back. Little did I know that I would …
Why This Kolaveri? : Part 2
Blue shirt slowly started drumming his fingers on the chair. He was signaling Sruthi, obviously. Sruthi wondered if it would be a good idea to take her hand to the back of the chairs. The very thought gave her goosebumps. But, what if someone sees them from behind?
Hello – Goodbye!
Three little words
“Time and space”
Justify immediate exits
With a touch of grace
“It’s about me…not you”
Another favourite – so true
To soften the blow
‘Cause they …
Why This Kolaveri? : Part 1
Charming face. Sharp nose. Attractive eyes. Bushy eyebrows. His mustache was dense too. At the bottom of the mustache, were those slightly wet, beautiful lips. The blue shirt he was wearing suited his dark complexion. She could see his chest hair, peeping above his shirt.
Tasting (By Lady Jughead) : Part 3
“There are few words to describe the smell of sesame oil. And I don’t have them,” she said, her voice growing muffled as she buried her head under giant cloud-like …
Tasting (By Tappy Tippy) : Part 2
There are few words to describe the smell of sesame oil. And I don’t have them…
It would be tough to, especially as the seductive perfume of rose essence in …
Tasting (Party 1) : By Queer Coolie
There are few words to describe the smell of sesame oil. And I don’t have them…
I stood in front of a harlequin of chopped vegetables. Cooking.
I adore cooking. …
Breech Candy
I thought of the afternoon to come, no the evening that was to follow. Diego and the rest of the boys at Rustom’s party.
Diego said he’d come dressed in …
Too Late
It was after her fifteenth birthday that she realised there was something a little different about her. All her friends seemed to have changed – they dressed better, seemed more interested …
Am I Diseased?
I miss the days of my childhood, when everything and everyone was so carefree.My friend Anubhav and I used to get together with the other boys from the colony and …
When Tears Don’t Flow
When tears don’t flow
And all is trapped
All you feel is numb
And nothing else
Paralyzed with pain
All that flashes is the past
When tears don’t flow…
That One Kiss
My life was perfect. A kiss ruined it. Just one kiss and I haven’t slept in three nights. Why?
My friends and colleagues are jealous of me. I work with …
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