#319. INSTINCTS AND JUDGEMENTS

Rita was already running late to catch the last bus to her place. She had to pass through a dark alley to reach the bus stop. Her heart stopped beating, as she saw him lurking in the alley way. Rita had seen him begging in the traffic signal across the garden for the first time.Continue reading “#319. INSTINCTS AND JUDGEMENTS”

#311. THE GHOUL

As the people broke open the main door of house no:13 and smelled the fetid odor, they were sure to find a dead body there. ‘Poor Jim’, they cried as they rushed inside. Jeremy always stood out in his outlandish clothes, morbid fascination for black magic tricks and midnight graveyard visits. He was called aContinue reading “#311. THE GHOUL”

#307. A BIRD IN A GOLDEN CAGE

He: I don’t understand what you actually want. I give you money to spend, I give you nice dresses to wear, I have placed servants at your beck and call. Yet woman, you still complain. You are insatiable. She: Right. You have ‘given’ me everything excepting your love and time. I am just your trophyContinue reading “#307. A BIRD IN A GOLDEN CAGE”

#302. MEDIA TRIAL

Sheeba was the latest one to be taken for questioning in the ongoing drug racket. She had now become the new face of the current scandal in every news channel. Even before proven guilty, she was pursued by the press relentlessly who hounded her with questions, pertinent or not. She had been facing the socialContinue reading “#302. MEDIA TRIAL”

#293. ABANDONED SOULS: Flash Fiction

Alone in the woods, away from the crowd, I was all alone building my own cabin. This seclusion was a chosen one, for the Afgan war had not only given me battle scars but also made me bitter, too bitter to be social once again. I had forgotten how to smile, how to live again!Continue reading “#293. ABANDONED SOULS: Flash Fiction”

#285. THE TREASURE HUNT- A Flash Fiction

The search for the treasure first started when Sameer laid his hands on his father’s treasured wooden box. It had a map, which was worn out at the creases, with a lot of scribbles/markings all over it and a small key. He tried the key in every possible keyhole and tried opening every chest inContinue reading “#285. THE TREASURE HUNT- A Flash Fiction”

#283. THE WAR HAS BEGUN- A Flash Fiction

There’s a planet at the edge of the universe not unlike the earth in landscape and atmosphere. But its inhabitants are not. The similarity unfortunately ends with just the landscape, the inhabitants there are far more truthful and innocent than the Earthians. Even the wind and sea obeyed their leader, whose sole purpose in lifeContinue reading “#283. THE WAR HAS BEGUN- A Flash Fiction”

#277. MOTHS DO COUNT!

Year 2100.. As I touched the velvety wings of the moth, I couldn’t control the small sigh that escaped my lips and the tear bead that threatened to escape my eyes. The once beautifully fluttering breed has already been subjected to a slow death. I could still hear the reverberation caused by the flaps ofContinue reading “#277. MOTHS DO COUNT!”

#271. NEVER BACK DOWN – A Microfiction

The hurt caused by her cheating partner seemed to jeopardize Rihaana’s sense of reasoning. She reached the door, threw it open, and, as the train picked up speed, she leapt out. Just then, a gentle tap on her shoulder brought her back to the reality. Two pairs of innocent eyes were looking back at herContinue reading “#271. NEVER BACK DOWN – A Microfiction”

#266. RACING DAWN: A Three line tale

In the crisp winter morning, she ran, her speed and mane matching that of the white horse. She had someone’s arm candy, personal secretary, personal meal prep chef, most willingly, forgetting to live for herself, only for that someone to take her for a ride. Now she ran, the exertion making her forget the past,Continue reading “#266. RACING DAWN: A Three line tale”

#262. SWEET REVENGE – A Microtale

I detested him. My mom never seem to have good taste in men. This morning he visited our cafe wearing a dark coloured tight shirt that accentuated his paunch. As he scanned the place, his vicious eyes fell on me and stayed there for a minute. How my mom could not see those warning bells!Continue reading “#262. SWEET REVENGE – A Microtale”

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