Erupt – Part 1

She stood there, can in hand, head reeling as though she were drunk. Am I drunk? She tried counting the shots she had downed since she entered the pub. 11, 12… 15? She wasn’t sure. But she wasn’t drunk, she was sure. Excited, maybe. Yeah… excited. That’s more like it! She knew she couldn’t get drunk,…

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The Mason

He’s a mason. He builds and mends for a living. Each day he carefully measures and lays down the mortar and bricks required to build walls, windows, roofs, courtyards; a home, a school, or a prayer hall. He’s the man when you need someone to mend the cracks, collapsed walls of your buildings, and even…

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Thirty Seconds Tales #10: The Time Machine

A toothbrush, old polaroids, and a hair tie with bits of wiry, brown hair still entwined in it, were what remained of him now. The rest she had trashed when he had walked out on her thirty years ago. Of course there were memories too. But those she kept locked in a heavy box in…

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The First Grand and Build A Story Competition

Guess what WP gifted me last night???   My very first 1000! I have been so happy since last night! When I read the notification on my phone, it was close to midnight here, and I started pumping my fists violently in bed, so much so that my daughter woke up and was looking at…

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The Words Of A Friend: You & Me Tag

It was a stuffy Sunday night somewhere in Mumbai. I was sweating like I had waterfalls running from each of my pores, more so because of the stiff cotton sari that I was wearing to the event where I was at. And also because it was, well, Mumbai, where out of the 12 months of…

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The Stain of Love

“Goodness! Could you be anymore clumsy?” she snatched a piece of tissue paper from the holder and started to dab hurriedly at the stain that she knew was going to set into her beloved silk sari. Aargh! Her sari… ruined by her husband’s inattentiveness… Her Husband… always annoying, always clumsy, and always forgetful… Could he…

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