Bio

I write because the world, as it is, never quite feels like enough — and because the world, as it could be, is never quite safe from what it already is.

I am Rohit Pruthi, an author based in Bangalore. My writing lives in the space between genres — between the speculative and the literary, between what is dreamt and what is felt. I am drawn to the small and the strange: the moment a character looks at the sky and understands something they cannot explain, the sentence that breaks a story open the way light breaks through a crack.

My debut collection, The Sigh of Shards, is a work of speculative fiction — stories that stretch reality at its seams to ask questions that realism cannot always hold. Each piece is a shard: incomplete, reflective, and sharp in its own way. Together they form something that sighs.

Beyond books, my shorter work appears on Reedsy and on my blog, Oxy-Moron, where I have written for years — fiction, essays, and the occasional piece that refuses to be categorised. I believe in the essay as a form of thinking aloud, in the short story as a form of compressed consequence, and in the novel — someday — as a form of reckoning.

When I am not writing, I am reading — usually two books at once, one fiction and one not. I play badminton, travel when I can, and remain convinced that the best sentences arrive just before sleep.

This is my corner of the internet. I welcome you with a smile.