Basmati Rice

“anemoia” by Basmati Rice

This is plotless and makes no sense btw (just a reminder)***“Um. Thank you.”The bus driver glanced at me as an acknowledgement, as the music seeped through his walkman.I got off and watched him speed again.The sun bored merciless, frying all thoughts in my brain. So I walked.It was almost as if everything I could set eyes on had a vintage tint to it.Nothing had changed. So I walked.It was a lazy afternoon. Nobody roamed, except the few street dogs lolling on the patch of green near the corner store.Oh. The corner store.“Just the soda?”I star...

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“metanoia” by Basmati Rice

I sat down on the shore, heaving a sigh. She wasn’t there. My mind was playing tricks on me again- creating a perfect mirage of her blowing hair, her legs crouched on the sand, her hands feeling the flow of the water.The waves soaked the ends of my shoes. Getting up, brushing the sand off my pants aggressively and heading back in anger is what I would’ve done two years ago.I had accepted my fate. The trifling waves hit the shores, desperately grabbing the sand along with them– distorting the line between the water and the sa...

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“mundane” by Basmati Rice

Over the course of my occupation at the art gallery, I met with a variety of people and paintings.As the guard at the front gate, all I witnessed was the entry and exit of the people and the hectic bustle on the urban city roads. Initially, the humidity convinced me I would not last long with this job. Every day, I sat in front of the noisy cooler, and a wobbly table with a register and pen, recording the names of everybody passing. I was disinterested in people— and my only purpose here was to watch the people. I was a...

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“moribund” by Basmati Rice

A/N note: idk if this fits the prompt i wrote this like a week ago cuz i was bored lol my language has degraded so bad i need to start working again :((TW// Mentions of bloodThe alarm bellowed throughout the small city.OneThey looked up from their books and at each other in oblivion.The ruddy supermart alarm is going off again, he thought; putting in the ketchup bottle in his cart.The bustle of the metro stood incognizant...

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“The Villains' Day Out (But as Heroes)” by Basmati Rice

Note: Wrote this maybe last year in June for some summer holiday project ehh idk not really great i didnt really bother to edit but thought it fit here so why not~~~“You can never deploy my plans!” The Chax laughed maniacally.That’s what every villain says! Come on now, just give up on your stupid ‘take-over-the-city’ plans. What will you even do after taking over anyway?” Shanley rolled his eyes.“Look who’s talking! If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t even have a reason to do this job!Where would you earn...

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“a plan” by Basmati Rice

I’ve got a plan.I caught on early- school is useless.After school was an empty void.I needed to leave. As soon as possible.“I’ve got a plan,” I assured anybody who asked me what I’ll make out of my future.After planning for six months, I decided to take action..The bell rang, as usual, the same old ring after every period. Oddly, it played out a bit longer. I was sure it was the last school bell I heard.I got up, clutching the small knapsack. I glanced at my school bag. I didn’t need...

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“A Dystopia Without Creativity” by Basmati Rice

“Stop sighing, it’s not gonna help in any way!” Yeva hissed.Lidiya sighed again, her eyes looking dreamy as ever, popping another Cheeto in her mouth and wiping the smallest amount of cheesy dust on her fingers with a paper napkin. “I wonder how people can let their fingers be covered in this disgusting stuff and be happy eating this-”“Apparently, no one eats Cheetos for lunch everyday like you do.” Yeva glanced at the wrinkled clothes in the corner, contemplating whether she should dry them on a hanger or leave them....

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“The Chase” by Basmati Rice

A/N: Before anything, I would like to say I'm sorry. Yes, this was super rushed like I got an idea this morning and writing in one day is something I really can't do. Halfway through, I realized I really, really can't write chasing scenes or thriller lol. I didn't have motivation to write it but did it for the sake of completing it. I don't really recommend reading this, I have better stuff up on my profile but sure. btw...

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“A Bar of Chocolate” by Basmati Rice

A/N: Kind of related to my previous story 'A Tub Of Ice Cream'. Make sure to check it out! Thank you~~~~“From the very own brand of the famous Double Chocolate Chip Nougat Caramel Nuts and Glaze Vanilla Ice Cream-”My eyes darted from my phone to the ad playing on T.V. at the speed of light.“- Stary Scoops presents… the all new limited edition of Berry Chocolate! Indulge in the great taste of blueberries, blackberries, strawberries, and all other berries you can imagine! Find this at your local stores only on Va...

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“A Tub Of Ice Cream” by Basmati Rice

I crossed out yesterday’s date on my calendar and glared at today. It was time. I smirked a little to add a bit more effect- you know, like villains in movies. Yeah.It was around 4.30 A.M. If I make it there by 5, I will surely win.I put on my jacket, locked my house, and with a deep breath, sprinted towards the store.By the time I reached there, it was exactly 4.46 A.M. and a big crowd had gathered. No way…I made my way through it, sneakily standing in the front part of the line.There’s no way the neigh...

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“The Garden” by Basmati Rice

Detention was no big deal. The same thing every day, do something I want to, get caught by Mr Gwok, go to the detention room and sit there for an hour, and get discharged. Easy. This had been happening to me till now. But not this year. This year would be my last year in middle school, and everyone said Mr Kim is the most dreadful and scary teacher in middle school. Unfortunately, Mr Kim is my homeroom ...

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“A Sleepy Day At The Arcade” by Basmati Rice

Submitted to Contest #104

A/N: The characters are taken from one of my submissions-'After Party Tidy Up'~~~I stretched my arms, sighing with tiredness. Nope, I totally didn’t stay up all night watching a K-Drama. I looked over at the clock and almost jumped, seeing it was 8A.M. already. The last time I looked at the clock it was barely 10P.M. Luckily for me, today was Saturday, I can go to sleep anytime I want. I put away my laptop and snuggl...

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“A Fall in The Pit” by Basmati Rice

Submitted to Contest #94

“Don’t you dare touch my pen!” Dhruv shouted at his sister.Tara rolled her eyes, “Please, you leaked five of my pens, and now I have none left! Let me use one for a while! I have to take notes for this class!”Nishi rolled her eyes, “You guys never stop fighting! Just cooperate with each other!”“Never!” both the siblings spoke.“Come on, Nishi, they’re gonna bicker forever. Let’s go, our biology teacher won’t like it if we arrive late.” Madhav sighed and got up.<...

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“After Party Tidy Up” by Basmati Rice

Submitted to Contest #93

“Who told you it’s okay to invite five hundred people to my house?” I glared at Min Ki.The spilt drinks and dirty plates were making my blood boil.My house looked like a dumpster.And I, as a clean freak, would not allow that in my household.“Woah back up there, I didn’t invite five hundred, I invited ten!” He protested.We stood there, in front of all the mess created after the party.I began to pick up all the paper plates and cups.“What are you...

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