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He taught me the art of writing
Jan 16

Why?

He taught me the art of writing. He broke me again. My feelings shattered on paper write an alchemical story.  I build universe out of my writing by his pain now!

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On a starry night, Isha woke up half dreaming and walked near the window. Something must have awaken her from her intense sleep. Her hands were cold and toes freezing as she stepped out of her comfortable blanket and walked towards the bright gleam of light just outside her home. Its was a fantastic event…

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In my stories and events that happened, I found out that the phenomena of synchronicity that people have indicated is real. Synchronicity is one of the confused and mislaid topics that came under human thought. The word has probably been coined by some spiritual cult maybe to serve their needs; however, the word does have…

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Arden and Ghol finished with the packing. All that was left was to go to the warehouse and then start buying utilities. “So, how do we get there?” asked Arden. “Take a cab. It’s far enough or if you want to save money, you can walk. But I am telling you it will be tiring…

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I woke up, but … where was I? I searched in my mind for all the possible places I could be, but … no. I did not know where I was. The only thing I could see were two passageways, or I should say two tunnels in front of me. One larger than the other…

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Jan 14

The Punk

My brother’s mad on motorcars. Although, if you happened to ask him about the steering. He’d probably reply its a handlebar. It happened like this one fine day. We were at his friend’s house to play. His friend called us to the garage and showed us the Punk,   His daddy’s latest piece of junk…

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“I … Oh, that?…. No-no-no-not you. Do you that lady? She’s my mother…” Once again  I was picking on a perfectly unknown person. The man followed my finger and gazed at the lady. I do not know what happened to my finger… In a blink of the eye, the lady had turned towards us and…

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Dr. Ghai carefully wiped the sweat from his brow, the making of the swelter dropped into the open cerebral matter that lay before him among a mass of instruments. What he did not know was that the empty roll of the ink-blotter (which had been the easiest replacement for the more obligatory blood-blotter …) was…

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Jan 12

Caught

The wind, after a harsh struggle with the branches, flew away somewhere in the white snow desert, somewhere far … far, far away. It’s passing through my bones, giving me creeps all over. A lone wolf started howling in the mountain and then another one and another one. They attached one to another in a…

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I don’t know whether you know her or not. Perhaps you do. Anyway, you probably know someone like her. This little girl that I know used to think that she knew everything and she was only-8 years old. When she daddy told her anything she would say “I know that.” Or if Mummy pointed out…