DHANANJAY SHARMA

“Disgustingly romantic!” by DHANANJAY SHARMA

Submitted to Contest #60

She sleeps exactly the way she is named-‘Angel’. Under the twinkling blanket at this barren open land with only fire in the name of protection and a tiny attempt to keep the uninvited away. I didn’t realize till this very moment of emptiness that it has been almost ten years since the hell rained down from sky in the form of a single entity which they called ‘the one’ that triggered a chain of events causing mass destruction. Floods, droughts, plagues- name it and it had already happened. People killing people in the name of survival and the...

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“Stranger” by DHANANJAY SHARMA

Submitted to Contest #59

Silence everywhere! Soul wrenching silence! The white blood fallen from the sky had settled at the dusty lane, reducing the visibility, chilling the aura of the ‘Pacific’ town. Only the silhouette of possibly who are locals was the proof of human presence in this damned place. The cart came to a sudden stop at the front of a pub and the rider knocked on the small window from where I was seeing him throughout the journey. “Officer! we are here.” he shouted. The door opened from outside as the owner welcomed me with a wide smile along with hot...

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“The power of voice.” by DHANANJAY SHARMA

Submitted to Contest #45

It happened around the time when humans were in a deep sleep and owls had just awoken. The guards were half asleep on their post sitting on squeaking handicapped chairs supported by a vertical pile of bricks. The white spotted circular satellite of this planet was completely and clearly visible in the darkest canvas ever seen. They came in hustling through the bushes; jumping above the fences; face covered with black masks; eyes blood red; and equipped with wooden sticks, metallic rods. They knew which way to enter, which way to exit, what t...

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“Time for a change.” by DHANANJAY SHARMA

It happens slowly, it takes time, does require efforts and need faith. Many have led the movement forward, passing on the torch of resilience, more are carrying this legacy on their shoulders now. They will stop when the winds will halt, they will be destroyed when the sun is no more, they will rest when the universe is gone. The change will go on- just the people who will carry the baton ahead will be replaced with time. What does this reflect about us? Either we take our time to understand the nature of our reality or the reality works wit...

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“Silhouette” by DHANANJAY SHARMA

Submitted to Contest #44

He returned from his trip after a week. Every time he returned from a trip he couldn’t stop talking about it. What he did, where he went, whom he meet. He told everything to his classmates. This time was different. He didn’t even mention a single word after coming back. A lot of them were eager to listen to his stories but today they kept on waiting. He went straight from school to home. At evening they went to his home and called him out for a walk.At first he denied to go anywhere. After a lot of persuasion he agreed to come. His face was ...

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“Let the end begin.” by DHANANJAY SHARMA

Submitted to Contest #44

I realized it is learning quickly, after all it has just been assembled. It may get confused about some things that humans do. The codes may not get compiled, or the loops keep on repeating without reaching any conclusion. The 8 year old Sam thought about this latest droid. Does it feel like I do or it has to be programmed to do so. Dad says it can’t feel. I am not so sure about that. Someone must have programmed me so that I can feel. It can paint, but the truth is it has some scanned images that it replicates. It can also explain what it i...

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“Lockdown” by DHANANJAY SHARMA

Submitted to Contest #44

It was just another day in the month of March. I was going through random videos on internet when I saw it. Our Prime Minister addressing the nation at 2100 hours. Urging the citizens of the country to observe a ‘Jananta Curfew’ on the upcoming Sunday. I was quiet surprised. I didn’t know that the situation has got so much out of hands that 1.3 billion people are asked to stay at home. But this was only a start, a beginning to the terrible future which holds such devastating effects that it will not be forgotten ever.The very next day when t...

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“The final goodbye.” by DHANANJAY SHARMA

Submitted to Contest #44

They were facing each other in complete silence. Wanted to say a million things to each other but couldn’t, there was no time. Years after in each other’s company the day has finally arrived when they part their ways. Her mom was lying on the ventilator, eyes wide shut. She was holding her hand, praying to the god she never believed in to forgive her sins and show mercy on her mother. She recited every prayer she ever heard. She begged in every way possible. The god didn’t replied. No miracles, nothing. She stared in the blankness sulking in...

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