Stories by Amit Kulkarni
Imperfections
Love was never meant to be perfect. The moon himself shines with all those spots. What could seem too perfect...
A Coffee at Dawn
He loved her and he knew nothing other than that. It was more than a year, he had known anything off her. All...
The Last Spade
Sometimes wars are with yourself. With the good and bad in you. It is you who decide and let either of them t...