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B Vathsalaa

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Conundrum

B Vathsalaa

Submitted to Contest #306

A moment lived is a moment loved. We don’t think about past memories as children. We simply live it. It was as present as we could have ever gotten. Now, I catch myself staring out the bus’s window, feeling the clutches of anxiety in my chest, its fingers tightening around my rapidly beating heart. Why was I feeling this way? I simply did not know. Somewhere along the way, the world’s pressures started to rest its burdens on my shoulders and I simply could not shake them off. My eyes trace the droplets of condensation on the glass, as I sink...

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Soul Dog

B Vathsalaa

Submitted to Contest #305

It took a few seconds to realise I was utterly and completely lost. I felt as if my world was spinning, yet it was brought to an abrupt halt, the concept of time lost in its abyss of whys and what now. I sat down, feeling the hard plastic of the seat, and stared at the floor. It’s too soon. I’m not ready. The outline of the tiles seemed darker than usual, their stark contrast against the white seemed blinding in the dim lighting of the clinic. Weird. The doctor’s words reverberated in my ears. It was as if I was listening to a broken recorde...

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Saudade

B Vathsalaa

Submitted to Contest #278

I rolled over and my hand grazed a warm, breathing figure. My husband. Boy was it comfortable and warm being snuggled up in the covers. I closed my eyes again, sleep awaiting to take me to dreamland again. A few seconds later, my eyelids flew open again. What time was it? Was it a work day? I turned over, and felt around for my phone. With one eye open, I saw it read 05:30. Right, it was time to get up. Sighing heavily, I sat up, the covers pooling around me. It was just a usual Wednesday, as it was always, week after week. Nothing out of th...

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Its Deeper Than That

B Vathsalaa

Submitted to Contest #270

“It’s always never that serious to you, is it?” Jennifer had been dreading this conversation but had hoped she’d be wrong about it. The peace she’d promised herself to maintain throughout this discussion with her mother seemed to already be waning. Jennifer sat across from her mother, a middle-aged woman, smartly dressed in a white jumpsuit with a plunging neckline, her graying hair pulled back into a loose bun on top of her head. What separated them were two bowls of salad, two glasses of red wine, and a decorative candle, its flame fl...

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