Jyoti Singh

The story is published in Muse India, Sep-Oct, 2019 issue. Clad in white kurta pajama, Gandhi caps and matching glasses, lest someone couldn’t tell they were identical twins, the septuagenarians grab their window seats. Trailing behind them, tired and annoyed, Ganesh takes the aisle seat – his aged plastic bag carefully placed to hide a… Continue reading

The story is published in Aainanagar https://aainanagar.com/2017/05/20/tomorrow/ Finally the old man moves out of the way so the Mercedes can pass. He is rich in his taste of cars. Having educated himself in the more expensive cars, he spots well, waves his banner of Kaali at the windscreens, lays it beyond their hoods, and hopes… Continue reading

The story “IOF .32″ was published in The Madras Mag He had parked his car in the basement and was walking towards the lift when he found it, naked, in a municipal bin. He stared, felt it on his fingertips, and hurriedly hid it at the base of the bin and took the lift up… Continue reading

The story “60 Watts” was published in Kindle Magazine A small big-city window lights up at an ungodly hour. Part-drunk, part-bronchitic Mohan turns on a bulb in his one-room flat, illuminating mine. Separated by a fifteen-foot kitchen-smoke-filled alley our metropolitan windows open into each other. On some nights, his 3 am schedule draws the ire… Continue reading

“One Cold Night” appeared in Reading Hour. “The car’s headlights worked in vain against the thickest fog the season had seen. Children of the pavements were cuddled all together in one corner, in a heap. The cars of the city’s rich zoomed past. I was not drunk enough, not as compared to the other nights,… Continue reading

“Chitti” was published in Reading Hour. “A lone bulb over Kisaan Ghar glows in hope of better times. The train leaves at 4am, when most of the village is still asleep. Chitti has packed her bindle- of a few clothes and a rich assortment of bindis. “Dwarfs don’t need bindis. In fact, they don’t even… Continue reading