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.
His heart missed a beat when she whispered huskily, “Ask me to dance!” She was the head turner of the ball room, draped in red gown with a crown on her head, her skin was smooth as silk, her face was covered with a mask but he could see a really beautiful face hidden behind that mask. They danced under the chandelier making her look even more seductive- dance after dance till they both got exhausted and slipped out to the verandah. “Show me your lovely face dear!” she opened her mask after much cajoling and begging and exposed a hideous old crone. He got up and left the place in a hurry. She giggled like a teenager. She loved breaking hearts.