Author: Rajesh Muthuraj
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– a Talesmith Short by Rajesh Muthuraj Raghav’s wallet had become a living creature. Not officially, but because of the way it behaved. Every time…
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– a Talesmith Short by Rajesh Muthuraj If life ever feels too calm, too peaceful, too under control, don’t worry.A boil on your tongue will…
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A Talesmith Short by Rajesh Muthuraj Have you ever noticed a fuel tanker on the road?That mighty vehicle thundering down the highway, carrying thousands of…
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A Talesmith Short by Rajesh Muthuraj There is something beautifully human about the way we eat. Notice how almost everyone, no matter where they come…
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“From the Streets We Drive, and the Tempers We Carry” A Talesmith Short by Rajesh Muthuraj Every morning, the same drama unfolds on our streets:…
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a Talesmith Short by Rajesh Muthuraj If you ever visit DMart on a Sunday evening, look closely. Amid the chaos of carts crashing, kids crying,…
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a Talesmith short by Rajesh Muthuraj अपमान का अचार रसोई नगर की सुबह हमेशा की तरह शांति से शुरू हुई जब तक कि किसी ने…
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By Rajesh Muthuraj | A Talesmith Original Every kitchen has its fallen hero. The gas hisses. The tawa gleams. The batter waits, innocent and confident,…
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By Talesmith The lights dim.Spotlight on.A single mic. Ravi walks up, that trademark grin plastered on his face — the kind that looks confident from…
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A Talesmith Story by Rajesh Muthuraj Ravi bought Alexa for one reason: peace.He lived alone, worked from home, and wanted help managing his life.A friendly…
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In the living room of Flat No. 302, Gulmohar Residency, lived a ceiling fan named Fanoo — a three-bladed veteran who had survived everything: summer…
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by Talesmith When the car finally disappeared down the road with its new owner, Ramesh stood in silence. The empty garage looked strange—too wide, too…
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I recently came across an article that mentioned Usain Bolt — the fastest man the world has ever seen — now feels breathless while climbing…
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It was evening in the Dictionary Café, a place where words hung out after a hard day of being overused. The menu had items like…
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Every Sunday at exactly 4:00 p.m., four friends—Rajesh, Robert, Michael, and Vivian—met at Lakshmi Tea Stall, a place with stools so wobbly you got a…
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Every Sunday at exactly 4:00 p.m., four friends—Rajesh, Robert, Michael, and Vivian—met at Lakshmi Tea Stall, a place with stools so wobbly you got a…
