Free Indian stories (37)

Indian Assignment: All human activity in India began early in the day for two reasons: one to escape the heat of the midday and two, the sheer volume of things...
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Let me introduce myself, my name's Rick. It was a whirlwind courtship. I was chatting her mate up in the bar, she stood there looking quite plain, not saying a...
To Dean it was just another adventure. His wealthy parents had died in a car crash a few years back. Dean was happy to let his older brother run the...
Aashka was working late again. It was well after midnight. Her programming project was buggy and bumping up against a deadline. It was beginning to seem that every solution generated...
I am Dr. Shazia. I am 25 years old and married for one year. My husband is also a doctor. He works in a hospital and comes in the evening...
My wife is originally from India. When I married her, she was in her early twenties and her family had just immigrated to the US. Having been raised in a...
Learning The Hard Way (Edited V. 1.10) byMaximillian_Excaliber© Introduction The Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, the DSM, is used by mental health professionals as a reference guide when...
I had a friend named vatsala.vatsala is an indian girl.vatsala has a long hair.vatsala is not that attractive because her skin is dark but she has a very very very...
"The most bizarre stream of occurrences have dogged my life ever since I was born in London after my mother's water broke in Wales. I never looked back. Following major...
Browsing through the items all neatly layed out, Jessica looked each object over with a thorough precision. Indeed, they seemed quite novel as far as her world’s concerned. Never before...
"Come with me," Nina whispered in my ear at the end of the party. I'd been chatting with her earlier as she was so beautiful and I have something of...
Author: Western "Ratabaugh!" an authoritative voice called from behind a dust-covered figure in a leather vest and levis. John Ratabaugh spun around with his hand on his colt. He relaxed...
Author: Western Marcus sat for a moment, enjoying the sound of birds in the trees, and the rustle of alder leaves in the gentle breeze. The bright colors of leaves...
Author: Western Trace chains rattled musically as the wagons plodded forward. The squeak of badly greased wheels, the plod of hooves, and the occasional creak of a wagon, were the...
Author: Western Falling Water paused with his hatchet upheld. He looked around the wagon train at the dead and dying. He saw the sides of a wagon move and realized...
I was getting ready to quit for the day when Dan Baldwin phoned and asked me to stop by his office. Dan's the feature editors on the 'Record' and writing...
Author: Western A desert breeze blew in through the open doors of the hacienda. The water ola swung gently beneath the cool, shaded porch. Sparrows, nesting in the nearby adobe...
There's a financial newspaper on my desk and it says that Georgie Kalvos is dead. I'm half wishing he's doing a stint in hell and half hoping he's got plenty...