neelwrites/minds’amaze/realisticfiction/flash/fridayfictioneers/100words/13/06/2018

MIND’S A MAZE (GENRE: Realistic Riction) PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays By Neel Anil Panicker Her mind’s aching with sepia toned memories; memories that get dimmer by the hour. ‘Cancer, of any type, is slow poison. It kills you; slowly, breath by breath.’ This is someone’s memoir she read.  They batter her already battered … Continue reading neelwrites/minds’amaze/realisticfiction/flash/fridayfictioneers/100words/13/06/2018

neelwrites/fishingintroubledwaters/flash/fiction/shortstory/flashfictionforaspiringwriters/12/06/2018

FISHING IN TROUBLED WATERS By Neel Anil Panicker The splash of waters could be heard even from a distance. Sitting on the bench, ringed by a circular parapet, Imtiaz  and Asma watched their kids___eight year old Latif and five year old Azma_dipping their fingers in the froth filled waters and squealing  in delight every time … Continue reading neelwrites/fishingintroubledwaters/flash/fiction/shortstory/flashfictionforaspiringwriters/12/06/2018

neelwrites/nosheddingtears/sisentencestories/flash/fiction/shortstory/07/06/2018

NO SHEDDING TEARS By Neel Anil Panicker It took a while for her to understand but ever since his last indiscretion__ a quickie weekend fling couched as an urgent out of town meeting with “some VIP clients who wanted to sign a big ticket deal__she had stopped to shed silent tears in the vain hope … Continue reading neelwrites/nosheddingtears/sisentencestories/flash/fiction/shortstory/07/06/2018

neelwrites/amurderinthechurch/fridayfictioneers/flashfiction/inspectorsharmacrimeseries/100words/06/06/2018

A MURDER IN THE CHURCH By Neel Anil Panicker Inspector Sharma’s hawk eyes scanned the high domed  pearl white Victorian archways of St. Thomas Church. Men, women and children, some young enough to be held in their mothers’ arms,  seated all around him in benches, in two rows and six long columns that extended all … Continue reading neelwrites/amurderinthechurch/fridayfictioneers/flashfiction/inspectorsharmacrimeseries/100words/06/06/2018

neelwrites/diggingabout/fridayfictioners/flashfiction/100words/30/05/2018

DIGGING ABOUT PHOTO PROMPT © Connie Gayer By Neel Anil Panicker Hey, so this is what I do nowadays ever since I bid adieu to the artsy world of crime solving. I mean look at me; furrowing and ploughing my way through knee length dirt and slush, spending whole afternoons and the better part of … Continue reading neelwrites/diggingabout/fridayfictioners/flashfiction/100words/30/05/2018

neelwrites/alwaysonaleasdh/firstlinefriday/flash/fiction/30/05/2018

ALWAYS ON A LEASH   By Neel Anil Panicker The thieves took everything except the dog. Probably, they thought, whoever they were, what harm were an old ever wheezing half blind apology of a dog who could barely walk on half a limb. But then the band of highway robbers who climbed the ten foot … Continue reading neelwrites/alwaysonaleasdh/firstlinefriday/flash/fiction/30/05/2018

neelwrites/thequarry/fiction/flash/100wordwednesday/crime/inspectorsharmacrimeseries/25/05/2018

THE QUARRY By Neel Anil Panicker Inspector Sharma peered through his long range telescopic lens at Antop Hill that looked like an ant hill bathed in sheer white. Nothing much of significance as far as the eye could see. He shifted his gaze towards the foothills, at the river front, then slowly zooming in on … Continue reading neelwrites/thequarry/fiction/flash/100wordwednesday/crime/inspectorsharmacrimeseries/25/05/2018

neelwrites/alwaysup/fiction/shortstory/flash/19/05/2018

ALWAYS UP By Neel Anil Panicker “And what’s the guarantee it’s going to go up?” ‘Damnt it!!! Rajesh always wondered whether his wife was a born fool or turned one after marriage. Employing his best milk and honey voice he volleyed, “My dear wife, life you know comes with no guarantees. At least, that’s what … Continue reading neelwrites/alwaysup/fiction/shortstory/flash/19/05/2018

neelwrites/100wordwednesday/dizzyheights/fiction/flash/29/04/2018

DIZZY HEIGHTS   By Neel Anil Panicker Looking down from his 33rd floor deluxe suite of King’s Ransom Palace and Suites, Karl felt a surge of pride. As he blew Cuban cigar smokes into the rarefied air, the twenty-five year old felt literally as well as metaphorically on top of the world as he surveyed … Continue reading neelwrites/100wordwednesday/dizzyheights/fiction/flash/29/04/2018

neelwrites/caesar’splace/FFfAW/flash/shortstory/27/03/2018

HIS MASTER’S VOICE By Neel Anil Panicker “Who’s that?” ‘Sir, that’s Raman, the cashier.’ “Ok Asif, tell me when and where did you find the body?” ‘Sir, today morning I opened the shop as usual at ten. After inspecting the daily stock register, a few minutes later, I went to the staff rest room that … Continue reading neelwrites/caesar’splace/FFfAW/flash/shortstory/27/03/2018