San T.

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020

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“Crossroads” by San T.

I am still confused about how to deal with the impasse and what to make out of the situation. I am always the one who needs rescuing from love’s mess. I never thought I would have to play the savior one day.Yes, I played Cupid for them. I always have, for many. So, when it came to my two best friends, it went without saying that I would be the one bringing them together. But it never changed the fact that I sucked at love. I still do.Forever confused, forever messy, either my love interests left me, or ...

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“That's it then...” by San T.

That’s it then.A few more hours, and I will be done.As the sky lights up with hundreds of sky lamps to welcome the New Year, I will set out for a world of my own. And that will be the whole World. Vast and wide. Free and liberating. There will be no more stopping me.Esai will have to let me go. He will have to find someone else for his games and tricks. I will no longer be here for his arguments and squabbles.I will miss our friendship. But priorities matter.

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“Before planning for a holiday, earn it...” by San T.

“I will wait for you by the beach when I meet your standards. Life will probably be chaos by then, and I will need peace and quiet. Be there if you still want to.”Looking at the yellow-orange sunset, I remembered the words I had told in my mind years back, looking into his eyes.A thousand emotions had flickered through his eyes too. But the irrationality of the moment had not let me understand them then. Over the years, I had wondered what those emotions were, which had wanted to pour out, but he had he...

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“Leap of faith...” by San T.

There was always something like a forgotten memory in Reine’s mind. It was an itch that came back from time to time, but the memory never surfaced. It was like a void inside her chest that kept her yearning.And the letter looked like a way to unveil it. But it sounded insane too.Dear Reine,You are grown up now. It took me so long to find you. But that I have found you finally, everything is worth it.I am sorry you had to suffer so much for so many years. Those days ar...

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“Cookies” by San T.

Dear Daniel/Dan, Congratulations on qualifying for the Finals. I knew you would. There is that extra something in you that makes people win competitions and win hearts. Do not get worked up with these words. I do not want to put any extra pressure on you. It is what I always felt while working by your side through the levels of the competition. This is my opinion, and if it adds a little to your confidenc...

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“It's Going To Work…” by San T.

"Are you sure it’s going to work?""It’s going to work.""Are you sure he will come?""He will come.""How can you be so sure?""I saw it in his eyes."Siri was feeling breathless in excitement. It had been ten years since she had seen the walking, breathing Rueben. Her Rueben. Her only forever. Her hands were trembling, and she found it difficult to push through the crowd. The festive season had started. The whole city was decked up in lights and decorations. For the first time in ten years,...

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“Walk to the Purple Mountain” by San T.

By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. Everything was either yellow or orange or red. The ground below was carpeted in autumnal colors too. Did Autumn come early this year? I was still a bit forgetful, a bit confused after the heavy medication and intensive treatments. “Ma’am, take this with you,” the girl wrapped me in a pashmina shawl. It was the first time I stepped out of my cabin. From...

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“Where was I?” by San T.

My head throbbed and ached and felt fuzzy. I clambered up from the bed. Balancing myself, I found that I had gone off to bed fully dressed – with suit and tie and everything. I could not remember why. Did I drink a lot last night? Probably. Where was I last night? How did I reach home? A thousand questions rang in my head. But I could not remember anything at all. My eyesight seemed blurry, and I found that I had a bandage on my head. So, I had hurt myself too last night. Hell of a hangover!I felt the walls with my fingers and reac...

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“Dear Brother...” by San T.

It had been continuous seven days now that Auro had this headache. He was on the roof, secretly applying ointment to his forehead. He looked up at the stars, his stars and sighed. He would keep it to himself, he decided. He did not want to bother his mummy and uncle D. And definitely not Vicky. It was one year now that he had moved into Uncle D’s house after mummy got married to him.  Moving in with Uncle D was e...

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“Light Years Away” by San T.

The cab climbed up the driveway of Hotel Celestial Royal. It led to the main entrance at the third-floor level. When one got dropped off there, the feeling was one of landing in the sky. It was so magnificent and vibrant that I started feeling intimidated all over again.One of the attendants opened the cab door for me."Wide Explorers' party?" he asked."Yeah..." I said, trying to sound confident."Welcome, ma'am. Please go straight and take the left stairs down."Attending...

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“The Dimple” by San T.

I had never been very patient in my life. Sitting still was never my thing. I loved running around or walking about or at least dangling my legs knocking the furniture. I always had to get what I wanted and to do what I desired at that very instant. My mother was always exasperated with this. She even took me to a child psychologist to get me checked. In the end, of course, she accepted that I am who I am.So, when I waited for nine months for this...

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“The Eye” by San T.

He could take it no longer. Years of neglect and indifference on his grandfather's part tipped him over this time.All his life Lan had tried to achieve just one thing, his grandfather’s approval. The grandfather he hero-worshipped. The grandfather who could not tolerate him just because he looked like his mother. Even Lan himself had tried to justify that it was because his mother was the cause of his father’s death. This is what he had known all his life. It was the background score of the huge ancestral mansion he grew up in....

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