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Nakul Smaran Ranjith

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2021

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Doomsday(?)

Nakul Smaran Ranjith

Submitted to Contest #87

I was in the conference room that day. The conference room had a type of nauseating aroma to it. Like it had been dipped in an immense pool of Clorox. Granted, that was a smell that I had gotten used to in the past few months. I squirmed in the new chairs that they had brought in over the weekend. The new table was supposed to have a modern design. But all it managed to do is make me hate the conference room. Our CEO said that “Change brings new possibilities. And new possibilities bring more headlines.” I had been a news anchor long enou...

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Whatever It Takes

Nakul Smaran Ranjith

Submitted to Contest #83

TW: substance abuse, murder I started using cocaine when I was 13. Back then, the worst thing on my mind was messing up my Mandela project for art. And here I was at 28. Homeless. The worst thing on my mind now was stealing somebody else’s pizza. I saw her through the window of an unsuspecting family on the TV when the 5 o'clock news aired. From that day on, her frail body and injured arms became ingrained in my head. My dust trodden shoes scraped at the asphalt as I walked through Newbury avenue. My hands were white from clutching my vouche...

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Mary Ellen

Nakul Smaran Ranjith

Submitted to Contest #82

I slightly tugged at my sheets, bringing the far 2 corners in line with the bed. I set my hands firmly down on the bed, and ran it all through the sheets, smoothing out any creases. I stepped back, admiring my work. As perfect as I could make it. My eyes drifted through the rest of the room. The binders containing the rules and regulations of the Galactus were dusted, color-coded, and tucked safely away. I looked at my table and found my computer all folded up and plugged into the charging port. My lamp was turned on and was illuminati...

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The Spotlight's Fire

Nakul Smaran Ranjith

Submitted to Contest #80

“Did they approve the speech?” “They feel it’s too aggressive.” “Well then, why didn’t I get the news before today?” “The board took too long.” “The board took too long? The board took too long? You know what? I’m just going to pretend I didn’t know that they rejected it.” “But sir, you can’t just do that. They’re there for a reason.” “Watch me.” “Alright. I do have more news.” “Spill. While we’re young.” “Alright. The in - person attendance is reaching 500,000. That’s 10x more than we projected. I m-” “500,000? How in the world did we get t...

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Fear

Nakul Smaran Ranjith

Submitted to Contest #79

Fear. Fear has had a hold on me, like how somebody holds their most prized possession from falling into a cascading river, since my birth. I didn’t want to fall into the river. And no one wants their prized possession soaking up water. “Excuse me.” The voice of the guy interviewing me jarred me back to reality. My mind swirled through my own cascading river. This time, a river of lies. “Yes. Um, my greatest weakness, is being a perfectionist, to say the least.” I finally concluded. The interviewer’s facial expression didn’t change. “Go...

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