Samadhee Ismail

“The Woman in Blood” by Samadhee Ismail

Only few more months and then I didn't have to work inside this creepy dingy motel anymore. I sign off from my shift, closes the door behind me and walk across the parking lot towards my car. A cold wind swept past me and I shivered and tightened my coat around me. I walked a little faster, the hairs rising behind my back as I sensed that something--or someone was behind me. I nearly ran to my car and then sat down, taking few deep breaths before locking the doors of the car. Only a few more months. I had to survive only for a few more mon...

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“The Woman at the Window” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #97

I stare hard at the house next door through my window. It was almost midnight and a single light is shining in one of the windows of the house next door. Ordinarily, it would have been normal...if that house was not abandoned, the roof and windows broken, weeds growing out in the garden. No one has occupied in that house for a long time--more than a decade. And yet, at midnight, a single light is shining from the window of that house. Now wide awake, I grab the binoculars from the bedside table and and stare outside. I could hear the cri...

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“Guilty as charged” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #71

You are cordially invited to the Cookie Exchange Party which will be held on 15th December 2020 at Caroline Khan's house, 1235, Rosemont Avenue, Cincinnati Ohio 45219. For those of you who are new to this, here are some simple rules you could follow All cookies should be baked, homemade and the main ingredient should be flour. No plain chocolate chip cookies, cookie mixes, no bakes, meringues or bars Pleas bring 6 dozen total cookies Theme for this Cookie Exchange is "Christmas" (or you can make on any theme you like) Arrange the cookies...

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“Rugelach - The Jewish Pastry” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #71

Every one has gathered around the meeting room. Excitement and anticipation filled the air as Mr. Davis, the marketing director, is going to announce who is going to be the next senior manager at the marketing department. All eyes were on Aisha Mahmoud, as the rumor in the mill was, Aisha would get the promotion. Aisha was one of the hardworking employees in the marketing department who knows each and everything about the projects and manages to smoothen the department out with her adequate work and diligence. "You are going to get the promo...

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“All for that” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #70

"I thought you were my friend!" Yara cried, tears streaking down her cheeks. "How could you! How could you do this to me!" "Because you don't deserve to go to Julliard! I deserve to go to Julliard!" yelled Michelle at Yara. "You Indian people know nothing about classical music but I have been playing piano since I was a baby!" "That's racist!" Yara shouted. "I have been playing piano since I was three years old!" she then stared at Michelle, her tear stricken face looking at her. "Someday Michelle, you will regret it," and with that, Yara le...

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“Sweet Revenge” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #70

Priya The radio is turned on and Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata is playing in the background. I am in a classical music mood and so I have turned on the only classical music radio channel that I could find. Listening to classical music soothes my brain, making me feel calm and rationale and I could think properly. I was in the kitchen, cooking, the smell of spicy chicken curry and basmati rice cooking in the rice cooker filling the whole kitchen. The soothing piano tunes coming from the piano is calming down my nerves. Then I heard the kn...

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“The South Asian Girl ” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #67

"You whore!" he was yelling at her and she immediately shrank into a corner, huddling herself, trying to protect herself from his blows. "I am going to kill you! I am going to teach you a lesson!" and he starts kicking her, and she was screaming and...She gets up. Sage Miller's heart is thumping against her chest, sweating profusely, her breathing ragged. She gets up from her bed and pads into the kitchen, taking a pitcher of water from the fridge and pouring herself a glass of ice water. She sips the water from the glass, trying to calm her...

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“Saskia The Doll” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #61

1905, Warsaw Poland The doll was specially made for Solomon Rubinstein at his own request, to give as a gift to his eight year old daughter. The doll is made of porcelain, with bright blue colored eyes, rosy cheeks and brown colored hair, plaited in French braids, wearing a white colored laced dress. The doll itself looks beautiful. Solomon stares at the doll in awe and then looks at the man, Jakub, the doll maker. "You have outdone yourself," Solomon said. Jakub smiled. "What can I say Dr. Rubinstein? Anything for you and your family...

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“Heartbreak” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #54

You and I made a vow, long time ago. That we will be always together, no matter what. Nothing but death could break us apart. We belong together. We had future plans with each other. You and I are supposed to go to college together, then graduate, then get married and then start a family. You always talked about how you wanted to have four children. I thought you will always be with me and that you promised me that you will always be there for me. But you never did. *** I haven't seen you for almost twenty years. How time flies! When w...

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“Goodbye Home” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #53

Dear Ms. Khan, Congratulations! You have been accepted into the Biomedical Engineering program at the College of Engineering for the Fall Semester of 2019. Along with the acceptance letter, in order to complete the final process, we have forwarded your I-20 form for you to apply for the F-1 student visa along with the financial forms and we also need your final transcript from your high school. All International Students are required to life On-Campus and you should complete your housing application on our website. Please forward us all t...

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“Decision” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #51

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, the clock is ticking. That's the only noise in the living room. He stares numbly at the briefcase that is lying in the middle of the coffee table in front of him. A black colored leather styled briefcase--the smell of that original leather that seem to filter around the living room. A few hours ago, a group of five men had barged into his house forcefully and had given him the briefcase. They talked and gave him an ultimatum and then left. He has approximately a few hours before he can make his final deci...

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“I AM WATCHING YOU” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #47

You just had a very busy day at work. Working in a bank had caused too much stress in your work life that you wish you could just quit the job and start something else. Like maybe, you could fulfill your dream of travelling around the world and become a travel blogger. Or you open your own bakery store in your neighborhood. But you are much of a coward to quit the job, because the job at least gave you stability in your financial situation. You are too scared to quit the job. You take the subway back to your cozy apartment, too exhausted a...

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“Racism Needs to Stop” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #45

Why do racism exists still even in this modern world? This question will haunt us in our lifetime and no one, will know the real answer to this question. In every part of the world, some sort of racism will exist. Whether be it the color of your skin or even the religion that you follow. No one will ever be able to solve and end this racism.Who cares if you are Black? Who cares if you are White? Who cares if you are a Christian, Muslim, Jewish, Buddhist or Hindu? Because in the end, we are all human beings and nothing else. Because we all ge...

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“The First Picture” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #44

Hasini starts sobbing as she is sitting next to her boyfriend, Marc lying on the hospital bed. His eyes, now pale is staring back her, blinking, his mouth uttering soundless words at her. He is breathing heavily, as if he is having a hard time to breathe. He clutches her hand, as if he is afraid of letting her go."I love you..." Marc croaked.Hasini leans down and kisses him on his forehead. "I love you too Marc...and goodbye." she whispered into his ear.Tears spill down his cheeks before he replies back."Good bye Hasini," he whispered back.*...

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“The Locket” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #43

1942, PolandWhen she was born, Anya felt an instant connection with the baby. She breathed in the milky scent coming from the baby, stared at the rosy cheeks, rosy lips and those piercing blue colored eyes and tufts of blond hair on her little bald head. Anya instantly felt in love with her daughter, although she thought she would grow hating her. Motherly instincts came naturally to her, overwhelming her. She would do anything to protect her child, would even sacrifice her own life. But she couldn't keep the baby. It was too dangerous for h...

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