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Sunset Routine
What are you doing this evening? The smartwatch vibrated with the alarm that had been set. Naveen looked at the watch, it was 3 pm. Today was a holiday and Naveen decided to spend some time with his game console. He had been a regular gamer once, all from the school days and through his…
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Pressure Peddler
What personality trait in people raises a red flag with you? Ekansh quietly sat on the chair; his eyes regularly checked the digital clock on the table. He looked up at the white ceiling of the cabin, he wanted to part with the sight of the office ceiling lights but couldn’t get up and walk…
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Palliate
Describe your ideal week. Today’s prompt is very interesting what’s the ideal week. Ideal week is a very subjective term which varies from person to person.. if we look little historically every king, monarch or poets had different concepts of ideal week and so it highly depends on what you do, your hobbies, your works…
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A Ghost Problem
Written by Anuran Chatterji The hands of the clock proceeded towards 11 pm. The village had almost fallen silent. The night had settled in. The door of a small house opened and Mrs Walia stepped out with her walking stick. She was well above 70 and was a little short of hearing. She looked to…
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The Official Trip
The window of the moving car showed a view of the trees, people, buildings, and streetlights passing by. The sky constantly stood up high watching the world move around. Varen was tired. He was sitting in a cab, heading towards his home. He was returning home after a week of trips with friends. It was…
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The Bandit Ancestor
The back door of the grey coloured hatchback opened and down stepped Bina. It was the time of summer vacations and Bina and her parents usually planned their trips around this period. They drove to this state from the one they lived in. This was where the majority of Bina’s family was rooted and…
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In a distance
Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home. There isn’t a day without a moment, no matter how minute, in which we spare some time knowingly or unknowingly, in memory of having been somewhere or the wish of being somewhere. Many of us visit and revisit the websites which allow us to…
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Inevitable Close
It was late evening, and the roads were busy with crowds of people returning home. The streetlights spread their light, the shops and other business establishments that operated at this hour also became illuminated with their lights. Viraj got down the stairs of his apartment building, and headed for his car parked in the parking…
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A wholesome Sunday
The struggle of marriage is often associated with negativity for people! Many people consider it that it is a mere burden to get married where you invite responsibilities which were not there before. Growing in one’s career becomes optional and taking care and other work is compulsion . But is that all? Is that everyone’s…
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Amidst The Now
How are you feeling right now? I woke up today and found myself dissatisfied with the night’s sleep. The night lamp which I usually turn off before going off to sleep was still on. I knew exactly what happened. Every night before I go to sleep, I spend some time with my television. My late…
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Reorienting
What daily habit do you do that improves your quality of life? The night was turning cold. The day was coming to an end for many. The number of people and vehicles on the road had drastically reduced. The ashen glow of diminished fire could be seen, it came to life every day evening in…
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Futile Efforts
The morning was as usual as any, early still. Some people had started coming out of their resting place in their walking shoes and some in their running shoes. The ones in their formal shoes were some poor souls who were leaving for work, one of the downsides of a more demanding job. Mr Doshi…
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Rumination
By Anuran Chatterji Early Morning Memories The rain had washed away the humidity from the air; the sunlight was clear and the air was comforting. Plants and trees took this as an opportunity to grow vibrantly, spreading wide. Dipta sat on grass in the park. The park was right in front of her three floored…
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Stifling Retreat
The day was beautiful, the flowers were in bloom, the trees were in greens. Children had gone to school, some adults were hurrying for work, while some had stepped out to buy the daily essentials and so had Dipesh. Dipesh had left his work, he had found something to keep him going for good many…
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Brief Exchange
People gathered on the ground outside the stadium to attend the food festival. The food festival was the first event of its kind to be organised by a popular fast-food chain and one of the greatest singing talents in the nation was going to perform to promote the event. His pictures were all over the…
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Serendipity
The Sun rose and the morning paved the way for a new day. As the light of the Sun touched the trees of the forest, the daytime life in the forest was set in motion. At night the forest can be a place knocking at our fears but in the morning under the light of…
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Touchpoint
Nirupam instructed the vendor at the paan stall on how to prepare his paan, and the vendor followed. He took a betel leaf and added a small amount of slaked lime to it, then he added gulkand, two small sachets of mouth fresheners and some fennel seeds and cardamom. He then rolled the betel leaf…
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Surreal Elation
The door of the bedroom opened and Mrs Bhimwal stepped in. She parted the curtains and the light of day flooded in revealing a colourful wall of the bedroom with different colours of butterfly and flowers. She moved towards the bed and folded the open blanket from its top end to reveal a sleeping 11…
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Desolation
Paritosh opened his eyes from a slumber. His head was resting againstthe window bars. He looked outside, the train had come to a stop at astation. Around 40 years back from now, when the air, rivers and lands weremuch cleaner, the climate and temperature were more favourable andplaces weren’t so crowded, a train journey in…
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Compiling Memories
What’s the oldest things you’re wearing today? Dev opened the small wooden door of a letter box. His eyes saw throughthe lens of the black framed spectacles at what all had arrived. Therewere a few old bills and an old magazine. Years after the advent ofthe electronic mail system, people don’t approach the letter boxes…
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