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Submitted to Contest #215
In a quaint town, there stood an abandoned mansion famously known as RoyManse. It stood majestically, even in its state of dishevelment. Roys were known to be a huge family. The oldest living matriarch had seven kids. Each of those seven kids went on to marry and produce heirs for the family. For a long time, Roy mansion was managed and looked after by the matriarch, Radha. All her kids and grandkids were settled in various parts of the country, trying to make their mark in the world. Radha had instilled a sense of loyalty and duty in her fa...
Submitted to Contest #40
Every school kid has its own stereotypical tag. It is basically an unwritten rule of our school life. I believe a first impression should not be the bedrock for creating an image of a person. I have been a continuous target of this absurdity. I got the label of the quintessential shy nerd. Well, when people can’t distinguish between quiet and shy, this happens. I don’t see myself confined within the label of an introvert or an extrovert. We cannot divide the world into black and white. Our lives occasionally need a silver lining. Every...
Submitted to Contest #36
15 October, 1890The atmosphere is tense, there is a feeling of discomfort all around me. Everybody seem to be on edge. For the first time in years, it feels something sinister is afoot. But the scariest thing is not the object itself, rather its anticipation. I remember last year this time around, we were frolicking around town without a care in the world. If only I knew, it was the last time we were going to be this cheerful, I would have savoured every moment.Snooping around the closed doors, I figured out bits and pieces of this unr...
Submitted to Contest #34
It was a warm sunny afternoon. I was waiting for my parents to return from their travels. I was done with all my exams. In a week my parents were going to host a get-together party for our family, scattered around the country. I was eager to meet my cousins. We had decided to host the party in our old family home. This place held a certain place in my heart. Unlike other stately homes, ours was built amidst the hustle and bustle of the city. But that never posed any hindrance to our family time. Our patio was built in such a way that it gave...
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