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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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Notion of Reflection
What time do you go to bed and wake up currently? The lens of the eyeglasses reflected the white light of the screen.The screen displayed a variety of different coffee drinks. It was anew coffee vending machine that the office had recently got. Unlikethe last vending machine, this one didn’t dispense tea or tomato soup,not…
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Second Wind
What strategies do you use to increase comfort in your daily life? The canopy of the umbrella folded as Dev pulled its runner beforeentering the narrow corridor. A few drops of rain had made their waydown on the back of the olive-coloured shirt that Dev was wearing. The metal door gate of the house as…
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Reminiscing About
Rushil could see the dirt that had accumulated between the teeth ofhis wide-tooth comb. ‘Why did I not notice this before? I use this comb every day. How longhas it been like this?’ he wondered. Rushil slipped his feet into his slippers and walked to the bathroom.He held the comb beneath the opening of the…
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Climb
The eyes opened to the branches of the oak tree spreading above. Somebranches were still moving, some were broken and some leaves werestill falling down from one of the broken branches. The sunlightKrisha tried to calm herself as she laid on the ground. The retired headmaster of the Krisha’s school, Mr Varty came rushingwith his…
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Within the Shroud of Darkness
Dakshita dug her hand deep into her purse to find some spare change.Her hand felt some coins and picked them out. She counted the coins;they would cover the cost of a small packet of brown bread. Dakshita walked back to her apartment building from the grocery store.The path remained damp from when the mist cannon…
Early Morning Memories 