Tag: short stories
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The story of truth, lies and deceit -by Crucio Girl
Once upon a time, there was a Lie and the Truth. One fine day, the Lie told the Truth …
The Boring Bug
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The prying eyes
It was not the first time that Veena’s privacy was violated. It had happened at coaching classes, sports practices and even shopping centers where…
Train Journals
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A Dream
I hurried through one corridor after another. Looking for a stairway. “It would be fun to be lost, as other people were ” I thought! I knew of course, that I could not be, even for a moment. But I was still having trouble finding a stairway that would take me up. “Perhaps I would never…
The Boring Bug
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The Man In A Portrait
It was a bright day in April, the clocks were striking noon. The dark figure swiftly made his way through the narrow alley in an effort to escape the summer wind. Slipping through the wooden doors of an old dilapidated mansion behind, he entered along with a swirl of gritty dust. The mansion hallway smelled of…
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The bird that didn’t fly
It was in the year 1997. The world was a bit laid-back. The struggles real and turmoils active. Cats were yet to rule the world. Media was in frenzy, while the Indian political environment was unfolding. Sachin was still a master blaster, wherein his Sharjah innings were yet to happen. Hockey was still a paramount…
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Words of an auto rickshaw driver
I have been a working professional for the past 2 years. In this small period of time, I have had plenty of experiences, adventurous or not, conversations worth remembering. One such conversation shook me to the core, an advice which I had never received nor thought of. A part of me and a nature of…
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