Gargilaxmi Elkunchwar
Welcome to my written world.
Hi, I am Gargilaxmi Elkunchwar, an orthodontist by profession, a wife and daughter by default and a bibliophile by heart. I welcome you to my website as I seek to connect with my readers on a mélange of stories, articles, book reviews poetry and paragraphs on topics of mundane relevance explored from a personal perspective. When I am not nosediving in my writing, I love to travel, play with stray cats, paint on fabrics or just go cafe hopping as ‘a great cuppa fixes everything’.
Stories
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Poetry
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Random writings
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Recent Posts
The devil's debt
That dark stormy night twenty years ago was when she decided to make a deal with the devil knowing fully well that she would have to pay back with interest. The devil had bared his teeth and malaciously lent her his cold soul. " Twenty years" he had whispered. Minutes...
I just wanted to sleep
Sleep, like food, clothing and shelter is basic human need. How far can one go to get some moments of sleep?
A cinderella story
A tale of hope in dark times
the lady in waiting
The lady in waiting 1645 C.E I woke up by the sunlight swimming in a single conical beam through the hole in the wooden roof. My head really hurt and so did my torso. Curse these tight corsets! One would think I would have gotten used to them by now but I certainly...
Kohl and Concealer
Niranjan Shastri for the umpteenth time pranced to the door and returned. The bell had rung twice and he waited not very patiently for it to go for the last time. Tonight the stage at ‘Shivaji rang mandir’ was to bear a witness to his art. ‘Shivaji Rang Mandir’.... a...
Ten minutes
When he entered the house it was almost midnight. He knew Nina hated when he rang the doorbell at late hours but then he always forgot to take his keys. He always entered the house through the kitchen window for he knew Nina would be sitting at the dining table...