Bhavya Trivedi

“asatya” by Bhavya Trivedi

“why do you think that I believed your lie back then,” Anderson growls. “because you wouldn’t understand my situation then. now calm down, we can talk it through.” Emily speaks. “talk! you want to talk. this could have happened three years ago. there is nothing to talk about it now.” “I didn’t lie to you. I just didn’t want you to know about it.” “and now, what about now, I know the whole story of your night out. what about that?” Anderson walks a step closer to Emily. “It was all in the past. the past is never going to come back. just forge...

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“pratinu” by Bhavya Trivedi

Submitted to Contest #105

“Scorsese, copy this, Charlie on the lead. following the lead. where is the team delta? Do you hear me? where is team delta?” “Scorsese here. copy that. delta troop destroyed. delta troop destroyed.” “what do you mean, destroyed? hello Scorsese, where is Rosa?” “lost. she is lost. no contact through the CDR, nothing from the scope of TTP. will report as soon as I find a lead?” “where was her shuttle last seen?” “The coordinates were not recorded in the system. but the gravitational field was recorded high. the space-time was distorted before...

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“mrut” by Bhavya Trivedi

Submitted to Contest #104

“Are you coming tonight?” asked blast in a quivering voice. “good, everyone is meeting up at my house, even you’re welcome”. earlier this month, all the four friends, gathered and drunk decided to do a late-night adventure. the topic was the wonderment of ghosts. the way they are dead as well as alive. like humans-like ghosts, nowadays. people do get poetic after being drunk. this wasn’t the only time they were doomed to visit a graveyard, it was six years ago. when they first decided but their fears took them deep and they left the graveyar...

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“gatratrau” by Bhavya Trivedi

Submitted to Contest #103

all the eyes on the clock at the right south corner of the office. tick, tick, tick. all the bags were already packed. the last tick of second and the crowd filled up the aisle. all the chairs were misplaced and the bags were picked up. Quentin picked up his bag and walked to the exit door. his eyes on his newly polished shoes to cancel any eye contact with anyone. his subtle route of talking embarrassed him. With the crowd's push, Quentin was out of the office. Randall followed him out. ‘hey, Q, wait for me, just a sec.’ Randall called out....

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“bhavishya” by Bhavya Trivedi

Submitted to Contest #89

Robert knocks on the wooden door polished with a red color. A woman follows him and catches his hand. “Sir you cannot go inside without an appointment”, the woman sitting on the desk runs to restrict him inside. “It is important for me to see him now or else I am sure that someone’s photo will be on the wall and mine on the newspaper. I need to go inside now. Please”, Robert requests the woman. “Sir, I cannot live you in without permission.” “You let me go or I let myself in.” Robert pushes the woman and runs inside. The door creaks to the o...

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“parimosh” by Bhavya Trivedi

the night just started, the red sky turned purple and faded to black. all they cared for the money that they planned about. it has been years and they finally got a perfect place to rob. it is a place almost twenty blocks away from the hideout. the place is not much like a hideout but it is a dark place that people don’t notice promptly. they wanted a place like this to stay, if it was a visible place, it would be hard to hide. they shaped everything to date, everything they wanted. there was no chance for a mistake. they practiced for this ...

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“kasmaat” by Bhavya Trivedi

Submitted to Contest #67

It’s been two days since he has been here. we are investigating for two days but there are no outcomes. “he comes, speaks, and ruins the day”. our sleep is destroyed, no one has reached home from 8th. we all are here waiting for proof or a victim. forensics will be here soon. the moment I filed the complaint was not auspicious. the only thing we know about this man is his name,’ Mugil’. we have been constantly asking him questions about the day, he killed his brother. to remember everything he said we have the report, that was the only time ...

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