Destiny

Finally. After 4 months.
But before you read that, remember this: When you start exercizing the creative parts of your brain after 4 months, you’re bound to be rusty in the beginning. Ok, make that double or even triple rusty. One is just warming up. One will return to the previous glory (if there ever was [...]

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Past and Present

It hurt. Like the sound of nails scraping over a blackboard. The word standing out like a sore thumb. An ugly abominable little thing, that just won’t go away from her head.
“What was the current role you’re playing?”

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The Prison

She placed her hands on the cold wire of the fence and felt the dew tickle her palms.
“Please move away from the fence, Ma’am. Thank you.”
The guard had moved a step from his usual place, towards her. She turned around to him and smiled. And continued leaning onto the fence.
“Ma’am, I’m afraid I can’t let [...]

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The Room (contd.)

Everyone was asleep that night, when I placed the ladder against the house right beneath the broken window. Which broken window, you ask? You know which window. The one in the room, the room where no one goes. There was a chilly wind blowing and I’d left my sweater back on my bed. I thought [...]

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The Room

There’s a room in our house where no one goes. Fairly small, with a heavy wooden door that looks centuries old. Maybe if I looked closely enough I might even find characters from an extinct language, the things archaeologists only find in historic ruins or some such places. It’s a mystery, this room, that no [...]

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Absolute nothingness

Why WordPress is not so bad – (an actual error message when I was trying to refresh the Dashboard)
                    
Why Windows is crazy – (an actual error message when I was just sitting in front of the laptop that runs on Windows XP)
                                                
And here’s something for you since I’m out of ideas for today. [...]

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The last letter

   
It’s very unfair, M, the way she was snatched away from us. And her violent end only makes it all the more painful. M, would it be less painful if I told you that she didn’t suffer much?

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To a little boy

You sit quietly, watching us walk by
I wonder what you’re thinking -
Perhaps you dream of a football field or a cricket ground
Or just a day with your mates, coloring and singing
I know the needles hurt you, I know you cry
I know your parents tell you to hang on
And I know you’re fighting your way out.
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The Last Time

He had loved her. She was conscious of the past tense every time that sentence came up. Had loved her. She doubted if there was any left now. She had always believed that a heart that loved cannot hate. If hate comes in, love tiptoes away. Unheard, unseen, but felt by the heart. But she [...]

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One

She came to the bookshelf and pulled out another leather bound book. She appeared very familiar with the book for she went straight to the end, without bothering with the Contents or the Index. She found what she was looking for, and she handed the book to him pointing out the lines she had in [...]

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