God chose the worst possible day. Her cries foreshadowed the flood of misery that was to be her life and the life of those who were interlaced in this twisted curse of darkness and misfortune. And they had proof; proof that this curse was no hoax but an unholy warning of credible nature. ‘It was…
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Whispers of Empathy: Discovering Meaning in the Park
In a bustling city, amidst the chaos of daily life, there was a small park tucked away in a quiet corner. Its tranquility drew people seeking solace from the pressures of their busy lives. This park had become a refuge, a sanctuary for those in search of deep meaningful insights. One day, a young man…
I met an old lady smoking at a tea stall
The Missing Diamond Investigate
A missing diamond investigation was given to Detective John. The diamond which was taken from a jewelry store, was worth millioms of dollers. The cops were baffled since the robber left no tracks behind. Detective John made a decision to inteview the jewelry store’s staff as the first step in his inquiry. The employee who…
A Rainy night
It was raining hard that night. In my hurry to get into the house, I didn’t notice the black car parked across the road. I realised something was wrong when I could see someone hovering around the car. I wasn’t sure if it was safe to go to the car to investigate but my instincts…
The red lipstick
Silence
The clock had already struck 6pm. Beads of sweat were forming on Lalitha’s forhead, she was scared that Andrew would be home any minute now. Every honk on the street, every sound of a vehicle had her heart beat faster. The rest of the house was in order, but dinner was not yet ready. That…
The Tale of Synthopolis
In the sprawling metropolis of “Synthopolis”, a cold and sterile monument to the triumph of technology and capitalism, a man named Madison wandered through the gleaming streets. The towering skyscrapers reached for the heavens, their mirrored surfaces reflecting a distorted reality. Madison was like a cog in the machine, a faceless employee of a soulless…
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The Flower’s Secret
I saw Mrs. Singh today. There was a pleasant smile on her beautiful face as her eyes met mine. She waved at me, as she was watering her pretty flowers, placed in the delicately decorated pots. She had decorated the pots herself with the pastels and all the colors she could find. I reminisced that…