Madhurima Giri

“Do you believe in magic?” by Madhurima Giri

Do you believe in magic? I never did! I always considered myself a rational being. But just because I haven't seen a few things and do not believe in them doesn't make me rational, but a fool. Yes, a fool! That is what I am. You have no idea what I would give to be that fool again, who knew absolutely nothing about the world we live in. The class had just st...

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“Behind the face” by Madhurima Giri

Submitted to Contest #131

She stared at her reflection in the mirror. Bright curly red hair looked like on fire as the yellow rays from the window behind her gave her a light halo around her. Her once bright live blue eyes were now dull and dead. She didn’t recognize the girl in the mirror. She strode towards her wardrobe, pulled out a pair of skinny jeans a tank top, and a hoodie. She also wore her glasses rather than sunglasses, she refused to hide her eyes. They were the only thing that was left of her now. She jumped from her first-floor window as graceful as ...

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“Paradox of Control” by Madhurima Giri

Submitted to Contest #51

"Hailie!" "Yes mother?" "Were you counting the spoons, plates and glasses again?" mother asked angrily. "Did I say numbers out loud?" I asked innocently. "yes." She said confused "Did I use the words spoons, plates and glasses?" "Yes?" she said not sure where this was going "Then I may have been counting spoons, plates and glasses 'again'" I said stressing on again knowing...

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“Reality” by Madhurima Giri

Submitted to Contest #51

Reality! How does one describe ‘Reality’? In the words of Albert Einstein ‘Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one’ And in my own words ‘Reality is subjective’ Just like opinions everyone has their own reality, defining their own life. Just like ‘bitter truths’ and ‘white lies’ everyone’s reality is their own perception and convenience.

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“The truth is a Lie” by Madhurima Giri

Submitted to Contest #49

I was exhausted. I was sleepy.  I want coffee. I need coffee. I swear I already had so much caffeine in my system that it was filled with more coffee than blood. And I am not complaining. Who doesn’t like coffee?  But I swear I will kill April ones she comes out of her sedated state and get normal again. Though the coffee in hospitals sucks, it was better than anything curr...

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“My Rose” by Madhurima Giri

Submitted to Contest #49

Waiting!!! Waiting required patience. Patience was a virtue I clearly never possessed. But sitting here now silently I wished more than anything I possessed that ability. Sitting here by the window, I could see the sun was about to set.  Another day had passed. Another day you have survived. Another day you have lived. I kept telling this to myself. ...

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“Control” by Madhurima Giri

Submitted to Contest #47

Suitcase in hand, you head to the station feeling your anxiety subside. You finally left him. Not just him, but everything else that you had built for so long. You were leaving behind everything that you had been taught, learnt and experienced. For anybody else it wouldn’t have been this hard, but for you it was psychotic. You disliked anything new, or change. You liked a routine. It kept you calm. Kept you from having a...

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