“Why do you hide your pain behind that fake smile?” resting elbows on her knees, panting, Arya’s gaze made Jigisha uncomfortable. “Excuse me… ahh…. what?” Jigisha’s authoritative voice had turned soft suddenly. “Yes… you heard that right, Jigisha” Arya said without blinking. “I guess we are done with […]
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“So when do you think of me?” he rested his head on his wrist, his elbow must have been getting hurt by the small stones beneath. “During my me time and my lost states”, I smiled looking into his eyes, I tried cupping his elbow. In this twilight hour […]
Sameera held the photographs tight in her sweaty palms as her trembling feet slowly moved towards her house. The bright sunny morning was taking away the terror of the dark, sleepless night. She reached her room, locked herself & finally let out a loud cry from her suppressed […]
My eyes were glued on the door of his classroom while I was stepping inside mine. It’s been only a week since we (or may be only I) had been noticing each other from distance. I had chosen a new bus stop, changed my usual way of going home. It’s […]
For no particular reason, while booking my bus ticket online to Nasik, I kept clicking seat number “Q” and then chose another one. Again I went back to “Q” and then thought of the 5th row, and after repeating this twice I finally booked seat number “Q” with some inexplicable […]
The pond was unusually cold. Winter is going to be worst this year. I believe I have to warn Chief that we must leave tomorrow to the southern part of the pond. On my way, I meet Gilbert, Stanford and Stephen. Look at these idiots, I giggle in […]
It was a cold winter morning of 1921. Agnes was only 11 years old. She accompanied her mother for the Sunday mass in the church as usual. After the prayers were over she helped her mother by distributing the bread among the poor. She looked at each one […]
Day 1 – 9 Oct 2017, Monday A scraping sound of the table against the floor breaks the silence as she struggles to untie herself. Her hands and feet are tied up so tightly, that her effort fails. She heard the squishing sound but all her eyes can […]