60 Seconds Tales: Broken Record

I have steel in my veins. I have iron in my heart. I’m Iron Man.  I repeat to myself like a broken record. I’m pacing on the floor, going round and round and round and round…like a broken record. It’s a wonder my circumnavigation around the coffee table hasn’t burned a hole through the carpet…

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Cast Out and Other Stories by Sucharita Dutta-Asane: A Review

Sucharita Dutta-Asane is an upcoming talent in the Indian short-story circle and it’s easy to see why. With her lyrical writing style and empathetic approach to social flaws and topics that are taboo, she creates stories from seemingly everyday occurrences that still make the reader pause and reflect. Dutta-Asane is an independent editor and short-story…

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Impiety In A Temple

I stand hands folded, eyes screwed shut, a picture of piety. I stand in a temple swarming with people, with varying degrees of faith – some intense, some borrowed, some faithless. United we stand, chanting and praying to a stony God – who’s opulent raiment and the mountain of offerings before him, is in stark…

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Karma and Workout

Beep, beep, beep, beep… “Oh, will you shut it up?” He grunts into the pillow where his face is buried. She fumbles in the near dark of the room, groping for her phone and with the familiarity of someone who’s done the same thing too many times before, turns off the alarm. All is quiet again.…

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Thirty Seconds Tales #22: Redemption

‘I can’t do this… I’m sorry but I can’t marry you.’ She stood there, frozen, her jaw hanging loose like an unhinged door yawning open. ‘Why?’ is all she could manage. He could see the trembling in her dainty hand, the same hand where only a week ago he had slipped an heirloom ring while…

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Thirty Seconds Tales #21: The Reader

She was like an oasis of quietude in an ocean of cacophony. Bent upon a book, meditating on the world that its gossamer words must have woven around her like a cocoon, she exuded a calm that did not pervade, neither did it intrude upon the bustle around her. It ensconced her like an eggshell…

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