Shardul


Venkatesh was an introvert and hardly talked to anyone. No he wasn’t a sociopath, neither was he suffering from depression….he just liked the peace that solace gave him. Far from the maddening crowd if you will. This ensured that his social circle was nothing to brag about. He lived alone in a large farmhouse in … Continue reading

Shardool – Part 4


This is the fourth and the final part. Previously: Shardool 1, Shardool 2, Shardool 3 On his way back he bought some chains. He had decided that Shardool cannot be let loose in the night. He will have to chain him till a permanent solution could be found. Things went peacefully till one day a … Continue reading

Shardool – Part 3


Previously: Shardool – Part 2 Since his last adventure Shardool had become quite vary of mirrors. He treated them like a source of evil magic. His body always quivered in front of one. He was now one year old and was able to fend off for himself, but it would be almost another year before … Continue reading

Shardool – Part 2


This is Part – 2 of the story titled Shardool. For those who missed Part – 1 here is the link: Shardool-1 Shardool was growing stronger by the day and Venkatesh understood that the farmhouse, though spread over a large area, was too small a playground for him. He needed the open air; he was … Continue reading

Shardool – Part 1


Venkatesh was an introvert person and he hardly talked to anyone. His social circle was nothing to brag about and he lived alone in a large farmhouse in a village on the outskirts of Kozhikode city near the suburb Kuttiyilthazham, in Kerela. It was night time, the fires were lit and men in groups patrolled … Continue reading