An early morning where the sun was about to rise in a few hours, a youngster in his late 20s was in a dark room. All the windows and doors were closed, all the lights were turned off except for the table where the youngster was sitting. He was laying some powder in the desk,…Read more The Shadow Game!
A fictional conversation between a male writer and a female artist who paints. *Writer waits after pressing the calling bell but the bell didn't work* Writer : Argh.. No, not again Artist. *Picks up the phone and calls artist. Artist disconnects the call and opens the door in a minute* Artist : Hey ! Wanna…Read more Breaking the Stereotypes!
I used to participate in essay writing competitions when I was doing my academics, at times I participated in poetry writing too but I didn't find that writing could be one of my passion. I was one of those students who wouldn't copy and paste what text books say, I had always wrote what I…Read more Blogging – A trip down the lane.
Previously on Cyanide Swindler Inspector Arbaaz and his team was searching for a serial killer who is responsible for around 60 murders in the same fashion by making the victims take cyanide after intercourse. All the bodies were found in different parts of Karnataka, in public toilets. Meanwhile Karthik, a retired professor gets in touch…Read more Cyanide Swindler #Finale
Previously on Cyanide Swindler On investigating a serial killer who murders the victims with cyanide, Inspector Arbaaz was assigned with a team to proceed further. On his findings, Arbaaz found a clue that there was a hotel booking the night before all the murders in a nearby lodge to the location of the murders and…Read more Cyanide Swindler #3
Arbaaz was brought to attention about the last victim Sarala, a 36 year old widow who lived in the outskirts of Bangalore, was found dead in Madikkeri. Her case was similar to the one of Radhika, the recent victim except for that Sarala was dressed like a new bride who was about to get married.…Read more Cyanide Swindler #2
A dark and silent night where the wind blows like whistle with its contact with the trees in the surroundings, most of the houses and shops in the town Maddur (at the river bed of Cauveri, Karnataka) were closed already except for the few in the bus depot. A lady entered the pay and use…Read more Cyanide Swindler #1