Kumar Subra

“The Photograph” by Kumar Subra

Submitted to Contest #100

“Honey! Something is seriously wrong with me! I think I’m losing my mind!” shrieked Daniel over the phone to his wife. His heart was pounding so fast that he felt as though it would just fall of his chest. He was shivering and sweating profusely. His hand was trembling while holding his mobile phone. “Calm down Danny. What’s wrong?” Jessica asked. “I don’t know Jessy. Something is wrong with my eyes. Or something could be wrong with my brain” Daniel’s panic was apparent in his voice. “Baby, please pull yourself together and tell me what is ...

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“Slices” by Kumar Subra

Six weeks. That’s how long it has been since Cynthia last saw her daughter. She could still feel her presence in the house. Her scent still lingered in her room. Cynthia was missing her daughter more than usual that Sunday so she stepped into her room just to feel more connected to her daughter. It has been different stepping into her daughter’s room for the past six weeks. Cynthia sat on the bed and zoned out after a while and she was recollecting all those memories she shared with her daughter over the years. The memory of her daughter hol...

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“Hug it out” by Kumar Subra

Submitted to Contest #42

Alex’s eyelids were becoming heavier by the second and it was slowly trying to close. That’s when an ear-splitting sound which sounded like a car honk woke him up. His eyes were wide opened and he realised the car he was driving was going off the lane. He quickly got hold of the steering and guide the car back on track. Luckily there were no cars coming from the opposite lane.Alex checked the time in his watch. It showed 3.30am. He didn’t know how much time he has left but all he knew was that he had to see his wife as soon as possible. Exac...

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“I Waved and He Waved Back” by Kumar Subra

Submitted to Contest #41

Have you ever thought about the day in your childhood when your parents picked you up and put you down for one last time? Knowingly or unknowingly, they never picked you up again after that day. They thought maybe you could take care of yourselves or you were too big for them or more often than not, simply there was never a reason. That’s how it is in life for everyone. But that was not the case for me. I could still remember the last time my papa hugged me and lifted me off the ground. I was still a very small kid and the memories are fadin...

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“The Pothole” by Kumar Subra

Little did I know that an unassuming day like yesterday evening could open up a whole new window in my mind; maybe a little less than a ‘eureka’ moment, but a little more than just ‘enlightenment’. It made me perceive the world in a new light through a new window. We look through our eyes and often assume we are seeing the whole world out there. We see things and we think things are as it is; that’s how little our small brains could comprehend.It was just another regular Thursday evening. The roads were trying to dry themselves up after a he...

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