Category: #Regrets
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The Power Within Oneself (#100WordStory)
Emotional abuse had battered her spirits. Ages passed away in pain, seeking light, with no hope of restoration ever. “Train your mind to see the good in everything”, some advised. Clearly, that’d be a mistake, since then you’d leave the door open and tip the evil to rise. “Train yourself…
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A Lawyer for Truth And Justice…And His Untold Secret
The court room was packed with media and public who had thronged to witness the proceedings. As the lawyers’ arguments progressed, the judge intently heard and made his notes. The plaintiff, a woman, had accused her colleague of an attempted molestation and the issue had become a rage, with everyone…
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Karma Laughs – Part 3
Link to Part 2 Raghav felt very uneasy, seeing Aradhana like this after all these years. Age had made her more beautiful, resplendent and her personality reflected the same congeniality and ease as her husband, further enriched by goodness and wealth. And she came in wearing the same pleasant smile…
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Karma Laughs – Part 2
Link to Part 1 That night Nitish did not return home. Sleep eluded Raghav. He had to act immediately, before the situation got any worse. Next day, he began dialling Nitish’s friends to enquire about his whereabouts when someone informed him that Nitish mostly hanged out with Akshat, because they…
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Karma Laughs – Part 1
Father and son were at it again. Disagreements, loud altercations and cold wars over the same issue. Day by day, Raghav was getting more and more frustrated at Nitish’s incomprehension. “Why can’t I pursue a career of my choice Pappa? If my friends’ fathers can support them, why can’t you?”,…
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The Innocent (#100WordStory – Image based FlashFiction)
Trekking up the mountain realms, Were those evil hands, again in her dream, Profound, dark shadows etched on her mind, Unforgettable, beckoning her every time, Reminders of a gruesome past,…
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Little Scars (Poem )
I have some little scars that I want to heal, How miserable at times, they make me feel, Memories that swiftly embark on a guilt-trip For everytime I remember them, they make me flip, From the current good times, back to those days Why things of the past had to…
Affinity and Moods 