Stories in English

Friend Who Came From The Sky: It was one of those days in March, when a wind starts blowing from nowhere, ending in a thunderstorm. A cool breeze had been blowing since afternoon, and the sky was rapidly becoming over-cast. There were sudden creaks as little branches of trees broke in the strong breeze and fell. The air was full …

Friendship Story: Pinku, a little squirrel was fond of placing bets with her friend Tutu parrot. However she always felt disappointed, as she always lost the bet. Poor Pinku was forced to offer five of her favorite nuts in return. All her friends advised her to avoid any further betting but Pinku used to remain silent with a faint smile. …

Sweety and Kalu: Tired Sweety mynah was putting extra efforts in order to hastily reach her soft and cozy nest which she had made a day back. Being exhausted she wanted to reach soon and have a comfortable nap. The sight of her nest upset all her thoughts of relaxation. “Alas! Somebody has destroyed my new nest”. she screamed in disbelief. Sweety and …

A Misfortune: Anton Chekhov – Sofya Petrovna, the wife of Lubyantsev the notary, a handsome young woman of five-and-twenty, was walking slowly along a track that had been cleared in the wood, with Ilyin, a lawyer who was spending the summer in the neighbourhood. It was five o’clock in the evening. Feathery-white masses of cloud stood overhead; patches of bright …

Typhus: Short story by Anton Chekhov – A YOUNG lieutenant called Klimov was travelling from Petersburg to Moscow in a smoking carriage of the mail train. Opposite him was sitting an elderly man with a shaven face like a sea captain’s, by all appearances a well-to-do Finn or Swede. He pulled at his pipe the whole journey and kept talking …

Terror: My Friend’s Story – Anton Chekhov: DMITRI PETROVITCH SILIN had taken his degree and entered the government service in Petersburg, but at thirty he gave up his post and went in for agriculture. His farming was fairly successful, and yet it always seemed to me that he was not in his proper place, and that he would do well …

A Trivial Incident: Story by Anton Chekhov – It was a sunny August midday as, in company with a Russian prince who had come down in the world, I drove into the immense so-called Shabelsky pine-forest where we were intending to look for woodcocks. In virtue of the part he plays in this story my poor prince deserves a detailed …

The party of sportsmen spent the night in a peasant’s hut on some newly mown hay. The moon peeped in at the window; from the street came the mournful wheezing of a concertina; from the hay came a sickly sweet, faintly troubling scent. The sportsmen talked about dogs, about women, about first love, and about snipe. After all the ladies …

Human Robot: A cunning smile played on his lips as Prem Chopra stared at the glaring neon sign – Super Robots Plaza. Now he would be able to buy an accomplice, he thought, as he crossed the busy street towards the store. Surely an adequate investment of his latest loot. And Super Robots were, by far, the best and the …

Spirit of Diwali: Chandan put his hands on his ears trying to shut off the sounds. It was Diwali night. The entire city was lit up. Fire crackers were exploding everywhere. Chandan was lying on a dirty wooden bench in one corner of a dhaba in which he worked, trying to shut off the world and sleep. Diwali – the …