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I wake up with a dull, numbing pain in my temple. My arms are still sore from carrying the only bag I own up to the 12th floor of my apartment building. I slowly get out of my rickety bed and head to the washroom to freshen up and … Continue Reading
“In Memoriam.
Yuri Yefimovich Yudin
July 19, 1937 – April 27, 2013.”
The quaint chapel had a seating capacity of about thirty people, which in this case was convenient, albeit in a depressing way; less than half the seats were filled. Yuri Yudin did not have many people he considered … Continue Reading
The night was eerie and calm as Ian McStein slid into the cellar. It has been three weeks since his grand-uncle disappeared. The Regime’s functionary said he wouldn’t return, and no sane person would ever question the Regime.
Arthur McStein had not always been a strange man. He … Continue Reading
She woke up soon. Too soon for it to be the morning, but too real for it to be a dream. She stared at the ceiling for a little bit and watched the rusty old fan rotate lazily. Her eyes felt heavy, and she decided to close them again, only … Continue Reading
Day 64
The streets were deserted. Where was everyone? Where had they all gone?
So
Anna froze.
So you think you can tell
It was happening again. The voice, coming from behind her, much too familiar – David Gilmour. But she knew that the person behind … Continue Reading
The streets were deserted.
“Where was everyone?”
“Where had they all gone?”
That was what had gone through my mind 3 years ago, as a coat drifted off into the wind, as if it was searching for it’s owner getting caught on a lamp post just as it was starting … Continue Reading
“The streets were deserted. Where was everyone? Where had they all gone?”
Her eerie whisper had pierced the cold darkness that enveloped us. The nuances of her petite and pale face, her platinum locks dancing before her widened eyes, sculpted a visage of anguish in my mind.
As I watch … Continue Reading
“How’s the night?” Clear.
Galileo watched the fourth moon of Jupiter disappear.
“Aha! these old calculations failed again”, he said with a cheer.
Motion of stars and moons were jumbling me,
“We are not confined to the centre Andrea, we are free!”
Oh, so this apple is the earth, and … Continue Reading
Note: The Bombay bombings are taken from the perspective of an innocent bystander. The other parts are from the perspective of Dawood Ibrahim.
I was only nineteen when I knew I would end up with this career. Only it wasn’t your usual doctor or engineer type of job; I … Continue Reading
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