Stories
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(Forgotten World )
The first time we kissed there was no rainbow neither the feel of butterflies dancing in my stomach. There was no music: nor golden specks of sun rays in the morning as it perched through dew. The beaconing of hope and flicker of desires of what was yet to be, burnt vehemently in our eyes;… Read more
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(Loners’ Diary)
Of those who cave in…….. I’m a soldier sojourning the boundaries of time. I’m heading back home where there’s no hope. Where do we find solace? In a bottle of whiskey? In a smoke of cigar? Whence everyone’s happy parading their joy, I seem to be the infidel of happiness. I maul over unresolved quests… Read more
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(Neath Thy Mountains )
There are those mountains, With pumis rocks underlying their surface, Steep slopes; Thawing winds and thick humidity, Fog, mists brew; Volcanoes overly extinct. There are thosemountains, Small scrubs and few plants; Monkeys and wild fruits, Down the slope; Mass wasting of debris, Pebbles settles gently. There are those mountains, Stream of water, fresh flows beneath;… Read more
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(Plausible Deniability)
I never thought I’d write about myself in past tense or present tense, if it never meant writing my memoir. One day you’re this little kid with the prettiest smile; living in a big house; your mom and dad still in love like they met yesterday. So they buy you a bicycle; for its the… Read more
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(Of nostalgia, melancholies and dreams we once had but was forced to forgo)
“Honey, I’m feeling cold..” “Honey, don’t leave me alone..” “Honey, I’m shivering…..” “Honey, there’s a lump in my chest, my lungs hurts so bad I wanna cry….” “Honey, please hold my hands, just once….” “Honey, it’s dark, please put on the lights….” “Honey, it hurts, please make it stop..” Hani doesn’t want to talk to… Read more