Quirky Being

“Who am I?” by Quirky Being

Ravi used to live alone that's what people used to feel but once they would have entered his bachelor pad they would have realized that he was not alone. But the way I am. I love to be ignored. That's how I stay alive.I hope you guys are curious to know what it takes to hide me? If present in the physical world then it's just doors and windows, if I end up being inside you then just tight lips. Family and friends seldom visited him as he would be going at there, leaving me alone in the dark to fend for myself while he enjoyed his time there...

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“A letter to my first love” by Quirky Being

Submitted to Contest #96

“Sleep is a notorious human activity. You see, it is the time when the human soul swings between life and death. Many like you and I survive but some proceed into deep sleep, which extends beyond the physical realm” you said to the five-year-old me who was cuddled beside you. The words ‘soul’, ‘life’ and ‘death’ seemed to be carved out of a mystical book until a year later, when you passed away in your sleep. For the world we were a family of three, but only you and I knew that only we two were the family. The man who used to share our accom...

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“The Stain on the Sofa” by Quirky Being

Submitted to Contest #93

The shards of the broken vase Nikhil moved the wooden cabinet to sweep the remaining pieces of the porcelain vase which once adorned its top. The fall of that vase was a rough start to the surprise party that was held at his home. The time spent in the party was as chaotic as his married life with Sunaina It was just another ring on the doorbell. Nikhil went to check on the door. He took a deep breath before he opened the door. There were two confetti blasts and a group of his office friends-cum-neighbors  with their spouses cheered “Ha...

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“That Old Librarian” by Quirky Being

Submitted to Contest #91

The First Encounter “You come to the library to read and you can’t read the sign at the door. Keep Silence! This is a library, not an amusement park if you have some talks to do then go outside but not here” said the librarian. “But sir we are studying only not gossiping. I was struggling to solve the question and he was helping me” said the boy. The librarian turned to Raghav. The 15-year-old lad was prepared for a blast in his ears, but the old librarian had lowered his pitch when he asked “Are you a teacher?” “Do I look so old?” wondered...

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“The circle of love” by Quirky Being

Submitted to Contest #89

The grass was almost touching their knees but it did not bother them, as Sushil and Garima whirled over the earthy dance floor. Sushil going down on his knees to propose to her was a bonus over the fact that after so many years she had met him in person again, at the same place where they had seen each other for the last time. She was wandering in the open corridors of the building which used to be her school when a voice from her back made her stop on her way. “Hey!” The voice was from the person she had never forgotten. Sushil, the guy she...

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