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Subtle Longing
Is your life today what you pictured a year ago? I stood in front of the coffee machine going through the different alterations of coffee. I picked one and it poured out into the cup below. I had bought the cup in an online sale and there was a reason for it, the disposable cups…
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The Feelings that Echoed
Rohil stood staring at Aarohi, at the cold expression in her eyes. The door between them closed. Things were not always towards the darker end. Rohil and Aarohi had their first interaction on a website for selling second hand goods including furniture, electronics, vehicles, etc. Aarohi was looking for a second-hand recliner chair and Rohil…
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History of Chunargarh Fort
Hello everyone welcome back to our website where you find authentic stories with authentic photography and authentic paintings. As we all know this website is handled by 2 persons who are everything on the website. Anuran purely writes short stories which create a ripple in your mind and very much relatable. On the other hand…
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Faces and Phases
What’s the first impression you want to give people? Mr Bakshi is the government job holder in his family. A decent salary with decent middle class livelihood. Mr Bakshi has a small family. His wife is also a job holder in the corporate landscape and has 2 children – Saloni and Bhuban. Everyday during the…
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Edge of Instinct
“I think I can feel it,” said Aseem one day during his morning walk with his friend Binod, “I can feel that my end is near..” “What kind of end?” asked Binod, “is there any business-related problems?” “Business is fine, it’s about life. I feel like my life is nearing its end,” replied…
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Shadows of Thought
On a government holiday Mr Iyengar sat pressing the buttons of the television remote. Nothing else being shown on the television seemed to attract the interest of his mind. He usually watched crime based movies and shows but his wife had to put a stop to that, fearing they had become an addiction. “You know…
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A Thought to be Forgotten
Mr Rathwa opened his eyes to the blades of the ceiling fan rotating. It was another morning. He looked to his right to see that Mrs Rathwa had already woken up and vacated the place where she slept. Mr Rathwa decided to spend some more time on the bed. He had nothing to rush to,…
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It shall Remain
Share one of the best gifts you’ve ever received. The tents had been placed, the chairs were arranged, the lights and pedestal fans were connected. The children were running around and the adults were reminiscing in talks of the past, happenings of the present and the glimpses of a perceived future. The marriage was a…
Early Morning Memories 