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K P S Plaha

@k.p.s.plaha

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Kanwar loves doing the write thing. He began dreaming of being a writer when his essay won the top spot in grade 7 at school. Since then, he has mostly written flash fiction based on prompts. He used to call himself a prompt writer--always willing to write something at the drop of a hat--or with an actual prompt! Recently, he has started writing short stories and believes he has few ideas for a novel.

Kanwar is a husband and a dad living in Sydney. Besides writing, Kanwar liked to shoot and hang things, as in photography and painting. He taps a keyboard and pushes a mouse but calls it his "day job".

Sydney, Australia

Entanglement by k.p.s.plaha
Part of July Challenge - Sci-Fi challenge
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Peter bets on outcomes of events and seeks patterns in things around him but blames it on Quantum Physics. So, when he stumbles on a series of weird coincidences, it leads him to a mundane yet fantastic setting. What, or who, he finds there will change his outlook on life, love, and Physics as we know it.

Enquire Within Upon Everything by k.p.s.plaha
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Trust me, you wouldn't be on Novelo if not for my story. Trust me.

The Eyes Have It by k.p.s.plaha
Part of June Challenge - Crime challenge
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He is a doppelganger of a Bollywood star. He is also a spy. Will Vir dance his way into the lair of an international terrorist and sashay out alive? And what's with those dark glasses the celebrities wear to every event?

The Gift by k.p.s.plaha
Part of May Challenge - Fantasy challenge
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In the land of the Infinite People lies the gift that can save a tribe. Will they accept it warmly, or give it a cold reception?

Failsafe by k.p.s.plaha
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A birthday cake, a candle, and few beers. A micro-tale of enlightenment, perhaps?

A Fine Cop by k.p.s.plaha
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Being a teenager in India, back in the 1980s, was a time of fun and freedom; without mobile phones, the internet, and memes. For me, what was also missing was a driving license. That, however, did not stop me from taking my dad's scooter for a spin on weekends. On a typical wet monsoon day in Bombay (as it was called then), the long, wet arms of the law caught up with me.


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