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This experience dates to 1979. I cannot forget the time I spent with a person whom I tried to know throughout that duration. I did not know that man's name. Yet we spent a few hours together everyday. In spite of the time spent together, there wa...
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by M. Kodi Padi
'He is Antonio,' said David pointing at a bald, 30 something, 5'4, muscular, White with cheeks rouged when smiled. He seemed comfortable in a sky blue dress - his uniform at work. David's shift was over as he had been attending patien...
by Sheetal Choudhary
'Give me another blanket, I am freezing', cried out the husband from his side of the bed. 'Are you coming down with something', inquired the wife solicitously.

'How would I know, though I am feeling sore all over? It is those bla...
by Aneesha Myles
I rearranged the cushions for the sixth time in half an hour. I took out spinach from the refrigerator and I put the bunch back again, three consecutive times. I picked up Herman Hesse, and then I read few pages from Helen Fielding.

I wrote a coupl...
by Tista
I wish I knew where to go, my thought scattered all over me; I stood in front of the huge fifty storied building. In the no man land where sunrise has no significance, and where sunset wanes in disguise. In a land where relationships are valued like...
by A Narahari
Hari was walking up the stairs to the eighth floor. He was not an exercise freak but was a victim of a malfunctioning lift. Sometime ago he would pride himself that he was fit, if not muscular. Now he was not muscular and not flabby but had lost his...
by Syed Nikhat
I am a dreamer. I can dream about anything and everything, anytime and every time, anywhere and everywhere. Sometimes I even get engrossed in day-dreaming. Dreams are indeed a fantasy. They can be pleasant, morose, horrifying etc. I have experienced...
by Santwana Chatterjee
I stopped a few seconds, as if to muster courage, before entering the dilapidated, two-storied building. It was a late afternoon in June, and my first monthly visit. Her room, as I knew, was in the extreme north corner on the first floor.

I had com...
by Smita
"Oooooo she is so cute" cooed Akansha. "What should we name her?" asked Akshay. They both turned back to face their mom. She smiled at them and said "Akansha, you decide. Let's see what you come up with." "Hmm l...
by Sheetal Choudhary
It was a school picnic; young children of maybe class first or second led by a stern looking teacher. They were moving in a single file, about 30 of them with rear being bought up by a young teacher who was very unlike the dragon leading the line.

T...
 
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