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The Promise – A Short Story

“Well! I am here. Let’s go!” said the Reaper. She turned around to look at him. A very handsome-looking man, in a black overcoat, stood there with his hands behind his back, smiling. He had well-combed, laid-back hair and features that looked far too perfect

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नौ महीने

पहला महीना मेरी माँ का चिंतित मन मैं अच्छी तरह से भाँप सकता हूँ। वह अकेली एकांत में बैठी हैं। चेहरे पर घूँघट होने के बावजूद उनकी दृष्टि हल्के बंद दरवाज़े से आती हुई रोशनी पर टिकी है। उनका मन व्याकुलता के सागर में गोते

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The Question

The ailing boy turned restlessly in his bed. The darkness of the room felt heavy. Thoughts of his past sufferings returned. He had been subjected to so many body scans that he had lost count of them. Thousands of needles had pierced him. Injections—once his

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Train of Thought

As Vivek eagerly awaited his delayed train on the platform, he couldn’t help but wonder about his profound love for train journeys. He tried to recollect how it was never just about the mode of travel as a child, but rather the entire immersive experience

children playing near lake

Summer Days

There was a reason why Shyla loved summers. It was only during the summer break that she could be with her distant cousins who would arrive in Channipur to spend their holidays. It was only during their time in the village that the otherwise dull

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One Tumor Less

I woke up to a parched throat, and mumbled, “Wwwattteerr!” I realized I was unable to convey my request forward for my mouth felt paralyzed. I shouted at the top of my lungs but the nurses still couldn’t understand. “Wwwwaaabbbeeerrrr!” They looked at each other

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Remnant

“I hail from Sandess. My planet is up there, amongst the stars.” he said pointing towards the starlit sky. “We were warriors known for our resolve. Warriors of Doom, they would call us. Our bellows resounded through the entire universe. We were so compelling that

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Pitch Black

So I walk into this room and it is painted in black. All the four walls, written in pitch darkness. For a second, I felt as if I have stepped into the night. But there were no stars or moon inside. Just a charcoal story

Stiletto short animated film

Stiletto – A Short Animated Film

I have always had a thing for animation. Good news is that I have ventured into this department as well. I bought myself a good One by Wacom Graphic Tablet and it’s been serving the purpose. So far, so good! If you too have some animation

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Strangers on the Bus

It was the same routine. Like a daily monotonous job. That part of life we have no control over. And we are forced to sit through it brooding through what our life has become and what would it become. But that unpleasant stream of thoughts