Sharmishtha Basu is an unemployed artist, writer who is out to test her works, see if they can help her to build an “unorthodox” career, a path followed by many before, some has been blessed with success, most have not, let us see what you make of her attempts! A failure or success- it all depends on you. These are pieces from her book, the book is available on createspace and amazon- If you enjoy them do make her happy by buying the books, they are waiting for you! This one is a collection of micro stories, illustrated in colour by the author cum artist of course.
He smirked when he saw his future in the mirror ball, what he will be after ten years, a rock star; he bitterly fished out the fees for the gypsy woman. When he returned home an empty house, bare of furniture and other belongings greeted him, there was a note lying on the drawing room floor. His life, his wife has eloped with everything she could lay her hands on; including his furniture forget about savings in bank. The only thing was left but the note was his old guitar- he picked it up at night when he was dead drunk. There was a loud banging on door, anticipating an irate neighbour he opened it. It was a neighbour after all, a music director. “I heard you playing the guitar!” There was no looking back after that knock.