Tag: short story

late

Late

“Beta, can you please get my medicines from the chemist”, yelled Sagar’s mother, her voice just slightly louder than the ...

Chairs

Chairs

Sitting cross-legged across the table they were hesitant to make eye contact and even more shy to smile. Reading the ...

cut

CUT

“Cut along the vein, not across. That way it will be quicker”. The words echoed in his head. He would ...

letter

The Letter

“She wrote you a letter.” He came into my study, while I was sitting there alone, this evening and handed ...

Almost – 1.0

Almost – 1.0

“You are again late, why did you even bother to wake up?” Mr. Banarjee was frowning at Sameer Srivastava, everybody ...

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