• Crime - English

    The Poisoned Monsoon

    September 7, 2025 - By 

    Divya Srivatsav 1 The storm had been brewing all evening, and by the time the call came in, the skies over Mumbai had split open, unleashing a torrent that turned streets into rivers and the sea into a boiling monster that battered the shoreline. Ananya Sen arrived at Juhu’s elite neighborhood drenched but unflinching, her notebook and recorder protected under a plastic folder she carried everywhere during monsoon assignments. The bungalow, looming against the furious waves, stood like a stubborn relic, its sea-facing verandah lit by dim yellow lamps that flickered each time lightning ripped across the sky. Crowds of…

  • Crime - English - Suspense

    Murder in the Monsoon Express

    September 6, 2025 - By 

    Nisha Kapoor The Monsoon Express pulled out of Mumbai Central just as the sky broke open with rain, sheets of water drumming against the station roof and streaking the glass panes of the luxurious coaches. Inside, the world was far removed from the storm—velvet upholstery, polished wood, and the quiet hum of attendants who glided between compartments. Wealthy passengers sipped wine or tea, their conversations blending with the clink of cutlery. Among them sat Rajiv Mehta, the diamond merchant whose reputation preceded him. He leaned back in his chair, heavy rings glinting as he raised his glass, speaking too loudly…

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    The Whispering Knife

    September 2, 2025 - By 

    Damien Arora Episode 1 – The First Cut The rain had begun an hour before midnight, a thin drizzle that turned the streets into black rivers of glass. In the corner of the old bazaar, where the neon of a dying sign stuttered over broken tiles, a man leaned against the wall as if sleep had claimed him standing. To the drunkards stumbling home from the late bar, he looked like just another lost figure in the city’s night. It was only when the streetlight caught the crimson pooling beneath his shoes that anyone realized he would never move again.…

  • Crime - English

    No Place to Whisper

    September 1, 2025 - By 

    Arvind Kashyap Part 1 – The Case Begins The rain had been coming down on Kolkata for three days straight, the kind that didn’t wash the city clean but left it sticky and smelling of wet dust, fish, and petrol. Arjun Sen sat in his office above a shuttered sweet shop on Bentinck Street, nursing his fourth cup of watery tea and wondering whether he should pawn his old Nikon camera. Once, he had been the man behind front-page scoops, the journalist who broke the stories others were too scared to touch. Now he chased cheating husbands through dimly lit…

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    The Kolkata By-Lane Killer

    September 1, 2025 - By 

    1 The mist rolled in heavy that night over Shobhabazar, clinging to the crumbling walls of century-old houses and hanging like a curtain in the narrow lanes where time seemed frozen. It was here, in the heart of North Kolkata’s labyrinth, that the silence was broken by the shrill cry of a milk vendor who stumbled upon the body. Bimal “Banker” Ghosh, a man known in whispers as both a petty moneylender and a sly informant of his younger years, lay sprawled in the mud, his throat slit with chilling precision. The flickering glow of a dim streetlamp caught the…

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    Tea and Blood

    August 31, 2025 - By 

    Roshan Lama 1 The mist clung heavily to the slopes of Darjeeling that morning, veiling the tea gardens in a silvery pallor that made everything look otherworldly. The Caldwell bungalow stood aloof on its rise, a relic of colonial grandeur with its sloping roof and wide verandah, but something about its silence felt wrong. It was the watchman Hari Das who first raised the alarm, his shaking hands pointing toward the half-opened door where the lamps still burned from the night before. Inside, Richard Caldwell, the formidable manager of the estate, lay sprawled across a Persian rug in the drawing…

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    The House on Hazratganj

    August 30, 2025 - By 

    Mohit Gupta 1 The rain had been relentless that night in Lucknow, turning the streets of Hazratganj into glistening rivers of neon reflections. The abandoned colonial mansion stood at the edge of the bustling market, a towering relic of British architecture swallowed in shadows, its façade cracked and weather-beaten, windows like hollow eyes staring into the storm. For years, the house had been whispered about in tea stalls and alleyway conversations—said to be cursed, a place where footsteps echoed in the dead of night though no one lived there, where whispers curled around like smoke in the dark. But on…

  • Crime - English - Suspense

    The Poisoned Lassi

    August 28, 2025 - By 

    Pabandeep Singh 1 The day began with a deceptive calm as the Singh family gathered at the ancestral haveli, its sprawling courtyard decorated with marigold garlands and incense smoke curling into the late afternoon sky. The occasion was meant to be one of prayer and ritual, a havan arranged by Harjit Kaur to mark a prosperous harvest season and to offer blessings for the family’s future, but beneath the fragrance of camphor and the rhythmic chanting of the priest lay a storm of unspoken tensions. Gurpreet Singh, the eldest son, stood near the head of the courtyard, his arms crossed…

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    Shadows of Alipore Lane

    August 28, 2025 - By 

    Arvind Sen Episode 1: The Vanished Widow It was on a sultry September afternoon that I first heard of the case that would change the course of my modest career. The ceiling fan in my small office on College Street turned sluggishly, stirring the stale air, and I was almost dozing over a week-old newspaper when the phone rang. The voice on the other end was brittle, lined with suppressed panic, and unmistakably aristocratic. “Mr. Sen? This is Mrs. Chaudhuri of Alipore Lane. I need your help. My sister-in-law has disappeared. No one believes me, but something terrible has happened.”…

  • Crime - English

    Shadows of Betrayal

    August 27, 2025 - By 

    Daniel Arora The Signal The rain fell over Berlin in needles of silver, slicing through the pale light of the streetlamps that lined Friedrichstrasse. Adrian Cole stood beneath the brim of his hat, collar pulled high, the cold seeping into his gloves as if the city were testing him. The hour was late—too late for pedestrians, too early for traders—and yet the radio in his pocket had whispered something that forced him out of his safe flat on Krausenstrasse. A signal. Shortwave. Three dots, two dashes, then silence. The kind of sound that could tear apart whole governments if interpreted…