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“Where is the other earring?” I asked myself. The hands of the clock were ticking away like a bullet train. I had to reach my office soon. I was expecting the wrinkles on the forehead of the frowny face of the gatekeeper to torment me today. My drawer was killing me as usual. Filled…
I heard the katydids singing in the trees, the owls making their hoots, the waterfall climbing down from my rusty tin roof and saw the paper boats swinging themselves in the city floods far somewhere a drain was clogged with things no more needed, the manhole was blocked. Dreams, aspirations and desires and lastly failures…
Andrew started putting away his feelings and started looking at her as a friend. Both of them had a good time in the evenings hanging out and talking about their positives and inabilities. It was a bright sunny day and Andrew was lying on his bed desperately thinking about how his first day of…
After her last conversation of the night (which was more of a fight), she turned her phone off and laid on her bed, clutching to her bare soul. It had been a long day and she had met with nothing but disappointments. The disappointments were from people. From the ones she thought were her friends,…
She sat in the Starbucks cafe, sipping her coffee and staring out of the window. The blood stained knife lay next to her handbag, covered with her blue silk scarf. Her face wore no expression and she stared meaninglessly into the distance. There was hardly any sunlight on that grey, glum morning and the traffic…
“Sweet are the uses of adversity”. This cliche forms the very functioning of our lives and makes it an example for others to adulate. Memories can never be oblivion, they linger on and on and get etched in our minds. We wish those moments to be retraced back, but time and tides wait for no…
Once there lived a merchant named Vardhamana. He was very rich and prosperous. He was widely known. The king was also aware of his abilities therefore he appointed him as the administrator of the kingdom. Vardhamana have the abilities to keep others happy by his intelligence. He keeps common happy and at the same time…
Now every lamp-post in her street is lighted. So much light, but no darkness. It is five in the evening, the sun will set soon. And she, she has to go back to her house. Back to her room. Her cell. She is not, what one will call a beauty. Society will mark her…
One day while a sage was going through a jungle, he saw two golden rams fighting each other. Even though both were wounded heavily and blood oozing out from their heads and bodies but they did not stop fighting. After sometime a jackal was passing by there he was very hungry. He saw bloods around…
The rashes and bruises had still not gone. Her shoulder was wounded. The blouse torn. I could see the birthmark on her right shoulder clearly through the blouse. She wept. Wept, sobbed and wailed like a small child. Tears were rolling down her cheek. ” I am tired, Madhi. Let me sleep.” I remember the…
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