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Submitted to Contest #79
“Let me go, Jai”, Ali said, just before slipping away from his grip, and into the house, alone and armed. Maybe five minutes passed, and then there was the blast. Jai wasn’t sure what hurt the most. Whether is was the physical pain from the explosion, or the immense heart ache he felt, when he realised, he had lost Ali. A month earlier.. “I must be really popular. Otherwise, I can’t imagine why a healer, a superhuman fighter, a girl with wings and their psychic leader will be baby sitting me all day long!” Ali whistled away and smiled hi...
Submitted to Contest #75
The world around them moved at a lightening speed, but they had remained still for nearly a year now. Now the stillness felt loud and suffocating. What Aditi wanted, no, needed, was a break from her life. Oh no, not the grim sort of break. But the kind of break that would give her a chance to escape the rut her life had become. All week long she thought about it more and more. And today, she was going to tell Raj what she wanted to do. She was sure he would be elated. She felt happy, like a bubble floating in the air, for the first time i...
Submitted to Contest #72
I could see the blue of the ocean to my right. The car sped up along the highway, turning at the bends sharply. But I wasn’t afraid. I knew I’d be at peace finally. I took a swig of whiskey from my flask. I thought back to all the conversations and the numerous phone calls that I had to take while driving. My wife never understood the importance of being idle. “You’re a useless, lazy bastard!”, she would scream. Always calling me when I was driving. Because that was the safest time to call. The software made sure of that. I...
Submitted to Contest #69
Mangala wrung the ball of wheat dough until the twisted knot felt close to the knots in her stomach. It was happening today. Sweat dotted her forehead, and on the bridge of her nose. At nineteen, she was considered an adult and a senior in their family business now. “You’ve been pampered enough. It’s time for you to grow up and make some money now, Mangala. I can’t keep working for all of us forever.”, auntie Pramila chided her one day. “You won’t get younger, so stop wasting your time studying and with these silly evening classe...
Submitted to Contest #58
Thadumn! Prakash swayed and steadied himself as the elevator suddenly came to a stop and he was plunged in darkness. “What the hell? Of all the days, this had to happen today, isn’t it?”, he muttered to no one in particular. He waited for a few seconds. It must be a power outage. But surely they must have backup power in such a fancy office building? It won’t be long before he started moving again. He just wished they got the damn power back up on soon. What a frustrating morning it had been. Just like a set of toppling dominoes,...
Submitted to Contest #57
The cacophony of sounds outside was a sharp contrast to the uncomfortable silence inside the room. But that was just a pause in what had been a heated argument amongst the four people sitting in the room. It would be incorrect to call it an argument or a discussion. It looked more like an interrogation. An interrogation of the twenty two year old girl in the room, Sheila. “You know what I’m saying is not unheard of, grandma! This is the twenty first Century and believe it or not, people do have the option to live their own life and to ...
Submitted to Contest #55
“Can you keep a secret?”, Rashmi whispered to her husband, Praveen. The prisoners were not allowed to be in close contact with the visitors, even when they were family. She sat opposite to Praveen, with her fingers clasped tightly and placed on her lap to stop them from fidgeting, as she looked at him. The two rotund constables stationed at the door tried to look disinterested, but she knew their lecherous thoughts, as they shifted their gaze on her every now and then, probably wondering, why such a beautiful woman like her was stuck w...
Submitted to Contest #54
Tara was ten years old that year. But it had changed nothing. “Tara! We’re getting late! Hurry up, or you’re going to hear it from me!”, papa thundered in his military voice, waiting impatiently at the door, smoking his second cigarette. “C’mon darling, it won’t be so bad. I know you’re my brave little daughter. You can do anything you put your mind to. There’s nothing to be afraid, and this is an essential life skill, kiddo..”, her mom tried to gently reason with her. “Then how come you never learned, mummy?” “Tara!! If you...
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