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Whom do you call your own? Blood, is it your own? Religion, is it your own? Castes, is it your own? Skin colour, is it your own? The hair colour, is it your own? Whom can you call your own? Those you love? Those… Continue Reading “Whom do you call your own?”
“Hey there! How does it work?” I was astounded by it’s mammoth size. At least a million gym sized lockers packed around a space equal to the court in which you could play long tennis, stuffed one above the other, all brown with a… Continue Reading “The Black Curtain chapter XXV”
“So, will you go around? Or shall, I bring it to you?” Marco was still the tough guy. He had not changed much from the percussions that life had juggled him with, Marco was still strong. “I can come around.” I had felt perhaps… Continue Reading “The Black Curtain chapter XXIV”
“Where is that poem? I am amazed my father left back a poem and such great minds cannot solve it.” Since, the time I had picked up Marco life was not within my own control, it was sweeping past me at a rhythm not… Continue Reading “The Black Curtain chapter XXIII”
“My dad never showed it to me.” “In fact I think otherwise, he might have.” Lawrence had perhaps no idea or maybe all of it. Marco was perhaps not feeling that bad now. He stood up, the shield was removed, We later knew it… Continue Reading “The Black Curtain chapter XXII”
“Run.” Rocky put us in a mode where our minds had already began running whereas our bodies were still deciding if to follow the mind. “Don’t. It’s impenetrable.” Lawrence was no longer sweet honey. His face was contorted and red. “See, we don’t want… Continue Reading “The Black Curtain chapter XXI”
How long can you sit in stations, in trains, in buses, in plains, in parks, Up on hills and grieve. How long can you see the sad humans, bad ones, rugged ones, kind ones, sweet ones, mourning people. How long can you grieve? Grieve… Continue Reading “How long can you grieve?”
I lived somehow, medicines, pain, hopelessness, heartaches, of my own brought me down. Then, there was a rain, Slow, beautifully relaxing gain. Life never could mean how we live to earn or earn to live and churn. I sat in a corner trying in… Continue Reading “It was you amongst a few”
Love, referrals of fight or peace? Furious shots, ice cream dollops, lovely renegades. Do you think I loved you? Hell, yes I did. The sweet, sour, lime, butter melting on cherries, the icy toppings, love was grand or evil. A way to deliverance or… Continue Reading “Micro fiction”
I realise I must place some disclaimers for those readers who might wish to decipher their own meanings as per their thinkings and thought processes. “All characters and dialogues and circumstances are purely fictitious and bear no resemblance to any living or dead.” If… Continue Reading “The Black Curtain disclaimers”
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