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Abhimanyu was huffing and sweating as he stuffed his bag under the lower berth of the train. His heart was pounding with a threatening pace. He flumped on the seat and gasped for the breath. With his eyes closed he thanked the god to delay the train. He was late for almost half an hour from the scheduled departure time of the train and had almost given up the hope to board it. The sweat beads on his forehead were started to subdue as he settled. After few minutes when he opened the eyes, he saw two men in their late 60s were sitting cohesive...
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It was simmering summer of 1995 in Varanasi. Anahita Shringar was desperately pleading her tears to keep loyalty with her eyes and doesn't spill. Still, the unruly liquids were adamant about disavowing the brown eyes and slipped down on the pillow from the corner of her eyes. Hurt with the betrayal of her tears; she allowed its ungracious fall. She has seen enough betrayal of fate in her 24-year-old life that it was nothing too much to moan. However, today she was anxious as she does not want to be seen as a weak girl by her heavenly mother....
Weekly Contest #48
Vasudha sat in the Starbucks café in Connaught place, sipping her coffee and staring out of the window. The bloodstained knife lay next to her handbag, covered with her blue silk scarf. The knife has the blood of her father. She wanted to begin the most awaited journey of her life with the memory of her father by keeping the blood of his father close to her by keeping the knife, which has taken his life. She suddenly remembered something which she wished had not been true. There exist two different worlds in the life of Vasudha. The ...
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