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Party last night…

He sat there in the uncomfortable plastic chair, cheaply available for festive occasions, as he avoided the flickering lights, embracing the dancing girls and men in the party, to which he was invited out of compulsion. The host beckoned and then forcefully pulled him to the dance floor. He moved his legs like a snail until he was too drunk or physically done with the dance. Continue reading Party last night…

Fucking Besties!

‘You have to go through all this.’ Sarah loved saying that to people, ‘Perks of being with me.’
‘I never objected that.’ He replied watching Sarah recline in her chair. The same chair that has been a trademark of every office, with steel legs to support the uncomfortable leather seat. Continue reading Fucking Besties!

A Good Boy!

He saw her somewhere across the street. Her presence took Sarim over with a deep sensation; but before this sensation, he felt a void, a moment when you stop feeling the world around you; where you stop feeling whether you are alive or life is just an illusion. After that feeling comes a feeling of euphoric orgasm, which, no words on paper have ever succeeded to explain. It was her face, smiling, laughing and forming the perfect countenance among the dark brown of her hair with traces of golden streaks. He could see it, the face, across the street, through the mist gathering on the windshield of his car. Continue reading A Good Boy!

Bullets and Thoughts

The platoon had returned in full but not all faces were responsive after the bloody romance of life and death. The robust machine gunner from 1st section had perished while providing cover to the rest and platoon commander was now observing the contents of ‘K.I.A’ form with a hint of seriousness that had taken him over after the recently. It was a mighty task to fill the name of a comrade on the list of causalities for him. Having the rank to his name for some time now, Captain, at first, was unsure about his inclusion into the messed up affair of counterinsurgency operations by the higher command as he had shown a few skills of staff work and had aimed at serving in the peaceful belly of the rear headquarters but now one casualty and three wounded being written by his hands, stated Continue reading Bullets and Thoughts

Inside the Sanctuary 

On the floor of earth, stretched beyond sight, houses of varied diversity erect hither and yonder. A few tattered under the long fight against autumns they have seen and the rest exhibiting splendours of springs they have risen through. Amongst this mesmerising sorcery of clay and bricks stands a piece of very common architecture. A pale bright villa in the lane of high roofs and gardens. The lane forming a circle around a fountain of sparkling water. Continue reading Inside the Sanctuary 

Living The Night Away

For long the symmetrically folded coils of the electric heater glistened like magic wands in golden. The reflection formed a mirage on the ceiling, showering the room with dimness of warm amber fusing into chilly darker ambience of the room. The brunette in Sarah’s hair responded to this small source of light and formed a classical portrait of a beauty, with all the seriousness of youth, sitting in the middle of the room. Continue reading Living The Night Away