Shreenidhi Ramamurthi

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2020

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8 Stories

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“Farewell! O' Friend” by Shreenidhi Ramamurthi

The last rays of the Sun disappeared beneath the breeze kissed water. The Fishermen secured their boats before leaving for the day. The coastal guards with their whistles blowing loud, shoved the last of the bathers who seemed to be in a world of their own, out of water.          Partha was fiddling with his phone as always, the rays of which were beginning to get ...

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“The Legend of Haku” by Shreenidhi Ramamurthi

River Gaya spread her arms wide and embraced the City of Zora in a full circle before escaping into the Thunder Waterfall which marked the entrance of the city. The silver sword stood perched on a rock in the middle of the waterfall, undisturbed for many years. The sword, along with the Castle and the Statue Park that covered the perimeter of the river was a source of terror in the heart of every...

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“A Dreadful Dream” by Shreenidhi Ramamurthi

Mohit punched the water with all his might. The salt water splashed on his face and was indistinguishable from the sweat dripping from his face. Near him, several people were screaming and calling out the names of their dear ones. But had he ensured that his dear one was safe? He spread his hands wide like a flying bird and lay flat on the water. The neon-coloured life jacket around his waist k...

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“Replay! ” by Shreenidhi Ramamurthi

His birthday is no less special this year. I see the clock pointing six when I return form the store. I hang my waist coat by the door and quickly place the fragrant flowers that I had just bought, in a transparent vase, half filled with water. I sweep and mob the floor until I feel the jasmine flavoured disinfectant lingering in the air. I had chosen jasmine scent as it is easily distinguishable...

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“Let's Do It! ” by Shreenidhi Ramamurthi

Shobi sat in a silent corner holding a glass of orange juice, more to have something to hold than to have a drink. She was tired of the never-ending tide of dance followed by music. She was about to leave when Jai took a seat near her.          ‘Not so soon Shobi. At least stay until you hear Manu deliver your script,’ he said pulling her hand towards the chair.

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“A Strange Conversation ” by Shreenidhi Ramamurthi

‘But why did you leave your place? My apologies,’ Neel said adjusting his glasses so that the sunrays perfectly outlined his frameless spectacles, ‘but I still don’t get your point.’ Parvati chuckled. Her coal black eyes sparkled with excitement as she recounted her good old days. Few years ago, she would have shed tears at its memory, but now she had grown stro...

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“The Golden Bird” by Shreenidhi Ramamurthi

Disclaimer: The characters Panchali and Krishna are inspired by Indian Mythology. However the story is completely a fiction and not a part of the Indian Mythology. Little Kittu was lying on his Grandma’s lap, his cute little eyes wide open in excitement and his half agape mouth drooling. ‘Jusht one more shtory grandma, pleeeeeashe,’ said Kittu in his squeaky v...

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“The Cookie Bond ” by Shreenidhi Ramamurthi

“The best cookies are the ones that melt on your tongue like butter on a hot bread.” – Sahitya recalled the note that came along with the butterscotch cookies on her twentieth birthday. Every year on her birthday, she would receive a basket full of cookies along with a note that shared a secret to baking the best cookies. She had safely locked every note she had ever received in her safe box. ‘<...

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