Painted Dreams
The jar of paints and brushes were strewn all around. She had come to wake her son. He had skipped the breakfast and the lunch. Yesterday’s dinner plate o...
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The other side
It was a daily routine for her. The breakfast, preparing children to school, then the lunch and laundry. Her time was allotted for the small things which had no...
Threading the Needle
They had to get this working. Her family was waiting for the damn certificate. Though she was under their pressure, she knew its for her own good. She took some...
The Letter
He was watching me from the same spot for past several weeks now. My heartbeat always rose when I cross him everyday. I was walking through my usual pathway to ...
The Killer
He returned home quite late that day. And he was very tired. She had been waiting from the morning for the prey, hiding behind the curtains. He took out his dri...
I, me and myself
“Think of your child dear, how she would feel..” “Women has the ability to adjust for the happiness of the family…But nowadays…...