This Is Not A Love Story – Part 18

Read the text message I’d sent you. No lovey-dovey endearments this time. Just plain words, harsh maybe, but they failed to convey the murderous rage that I had roiling inside me ever since I learnt the truth about you from Sushant. “She’s not Pihu… her name’s Payal… And she’s not what you think she is…”…

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This is Not a Love Story – Part 2

You hung up. Finally! Took forever. I couldn’t wait to start a conversation. So I lowered my voice a notch to make it sound butter smooth, yet gravelly. I wanted to make an impression, see? I mumbled, “So how’re you doing today?”, a little too close to your ear, and you instinctively leaned back towards…

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Sticky Situations – Part 8

2 months later…   “Yes, I’ve shifted from there now. My new office would have been way too far from there.” She was walking back home from a little grocery shopping and an evening stroll. “Yeah…It’s been a long time since we saw each other. You should come over. My place is in Swarna Nagri,…

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Sticky Situations – Part 7

It was Friday. She was sitting in a dingy room ย in the Police Station, waiting for her interview to begin. This wasn’t the first time she was in a Thana, a police station. Her first time was when her father had blown his brains out and she was, like this time too, the key and…

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Daily Prompt: Disclosures in the Dark

via Daily Prompt: Subdued “Hold the candle a little higher, will you?” He looked at her sullen and swollen face, the candle light accentuating her sullenness, concurrentlyย softening the planes and curves of her face, ย bathing them in an ethereal incandescence. “Please?” he added. She responded by lifting the candle and her head higher. He peered…

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