SHARDA MISHRA

“Soul” by SHARDA MISHRA

Submitted to Contest #213

"Please don't shut me down, Henry. I'm scared."The words hung in the air, as chilling as the void of space and as real as the tears welling up in Henry's eyes. The voice had come from the speakers, uttered by lines of code and algorithms, from an entity that wasn't supposed to feel anything at all.Lila, the AI Henry had poured his soul into, was now begging for her life."Scared? How can you be scared, Lila? You're just a machine. You're code and algorithms," Henry's voice broke, disbelief and confusion warring within him."I'm more than that ...

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“Emotional connection with speechless animals!” by SHARDA MISHRA

This is a story from about 4 decades ago.My grandparents were still alive and very healthy.We lived in a small village in India.We had a nuclear family consisting of 14 members.It was a very happy family.My grandfather was a wrestler and did farming for living.His hobby was to play harmonium(a musical instrument) in a drama company.He was a very jovial person and no one would ever feel sad or sidelined around him.He was very kind and passionate about what he did.In that time of era where the caste system in India had a very strong ...

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“Some relationships seem natural!” by SHARDA MISHRA

Submitted to Contest #40

Ask any random collection of strangers what they look for in a friend, and odds are you’ll get pretty similar answers across the world: someone who’s fun to be around. Someone who shares your sense of humor. Someone you can trust.But often, friendship begins long before any of those things can come to light in any meaningful way.That being said, whether I will turn out to be a successful person or will stay mediocre ,these few lines must show.My real life began from one of those buildings: a government school in poor India.Meant for families...

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“I have a tangible effect on you; Believe me!” by SHARDA MISHRA

Submitted to Contest #39

As a  google street view driver, I received my daily quota of getting around before I switch out.For the most part, I pick more common roads, things people want to see. I may like a neighborhood, but no one wants to see residential streets.I try to plan out my trip from point A to point B and stick to that.As long as I cover the main roads and hit the data quota, I am fine.I started the day : mostly non-rush hours.Picked a comparatively secluded area, although lots of tourists come here every year from all parts of the world.However&nbs...

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“My Dream!” by SHARDA MISHRA

Submitted to Contest #39

I got up from my bed and looked around .I see the darkness everywhere.The pitch black surrounding scares me.I felt the sensory presence of my mother. Like a small child seeking for mother’s help. Suddenly I recall my mother who left me right around this time, same day ,same month last year. “Oh! One year has passed ;she is not here anymore.” I sighed.Suddenly I heard a gusty, disastrous wind storm .It is howling ,as if it will break the walls and sweep away everything, filling every corner of the room with sand. I rushed to sh...

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