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Other Life
“How’s she doing?” “She’s doing well. I don’t think she needs me anymore,” I said. She stayed quiet. I couldn’t resist myself anymore. “Did he hurt you again?” She kept stirring the tea in her saucepan and didn’t answer my question. “You can always choose another life, you know? You don’t have to go through…
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The Forest’s Child
She could hear the footsteps. Less than a mile away, drowsy and heavy steps. Not a man’s. I wouldn’t reach even if I run fast. She heard ragged breaths. Someone was putting up a fight. Impressive. Her hands shivered. She could now hear two breaths. One shallow, almost inaudible, and the other heavy, could be…
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A Bundle of Joy
“Ma’am, your child has drug resistant tuberculosis. We will try our best but you have to understand that at this point of time, nothing is in our hands.” I kept recalling the doctor’s words. It felt like it was a nightmare. Nidhi had tuberculosis. Moreover, today, the doctor had said it was too late, but…
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Dying for Love
I looked at her. Same place, same position, same look. Her lean body perched on the bench, eyes searching for something in the skies above and lips moving as if she’s singing a song. I have spotted a lonely tear trickle down her cheek once or twice before, but most of the time, she looks…
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That Closed Chapter
His ConfessionThe bus came to a screeching halt as a small puppy was crossing the road. We all were dancing like mad and couldn’t see this sudden stop coming, and thus, we all fell on each other! She stood dangerously close to the door and, on an impulse, I held her hand and pulled her…
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That Girl
She wore the kajal in her eyes, the jhumka in her ears. She neatly secured her saree pleats with a safety-pin. She looked beautiful. Or atleast, she thought so. She went out from her room into the living room and found her Dad watching her, his expression evidently boosting her confidence. “You look good,” he…
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Dear Friend
An Open Letter to the Beautiful Souls on whom Life’s been Hard… Life is hard, friend! Remember the time when you craved for a chocolate pastry and it was in front of you in a jiffy? Or the time you fell down and someone came to clean your wounds? Or the time you achieved what…
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The Beginning of Love
A familiar scent passes by him,As she, in the pandal, lights up the glim.He walks in the direction of the scent Absent-mindedly, checking his phone,He collides with a young girl, who is about to fall as an impact,So, he holds, the origin of that mesmerising scent.He looks into those almond eyes,Sparkling, as light falls on…
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Love
“Hey, looking at the album again, huh?” asked Harsh. “Yeah, feels so good to watch this,” smiled Ray. “So, how’s things going for both of you?” “We are not together since a year,” answered Ray, slight pain and slight peace in his eyes. “WHAT? You are kidding me, right? And even so, how can you…
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Hugs
Craving for one? Me too. Perhaps, it is the safest place in the entire world. Protective arms wrapping around you a blanket of love and filling the air with a deep feeling which is, to be honest, inexplicable in words. That’s how I see hugs. You want that moment to pause, you just want to…
