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The Call Of Love : A Short Story

the call of love a short story

There were bright glaring lights adorning both sides of the deserted road. Meera had her head slumped against the open side window. She could feel the cool night air ruffle her hair as the driver maneuvered the car slowly through the narrow road. Loud, jarring music notes blasted from the speakers that were mounted at every alternate wooden pillar along side the road. Meera’s eyes were glazed, not really registering the formations that her mother and dadi were exclaiming about…

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aarwen Poetry

Our plan

Our Plan Poetry

Come, run away with me Far away, further than the eye can see Across meadows of mustard Skip through thorny rose bushes Find me safe in the wilderness Don’t dare deny the lightheadedness…   Leave your caring family be Together we sow our own family tree A girl with unmanageable curls A boy exceptionally fair A house surrounded by flowers and humming bees Where two lovers shall frolic, forever free…   Come, run away with me The heart won’t need all that much money…

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Espresso Shots

the little room: a short story

“this is funny, isn’t it,” he said staring at her, his voice low, almost inaudible. she looked at him trying not to avert her gaze. “what’s funny?” she had to ask the question. the silence had to be contained, or else… she frowned. or else what, why was she so disconcerted? so… afraid? was she afraid? “all the while… all the things we said. you said. i…” he paused and took a sip from his glass. it was whisky, she…

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nutmeg and mace: a short story

by the time they drove up to the plantation it was almost seven in the evening and the sun had set. the journey had been long and sunita was very tired, beside feeling a little cut off from it all, bereft. everybody had spoken a lot at the airport, her mother was the only one who hadn’t come to see them off. she was distraught, and had been breaking into bouts of weeping since the previous evening. this was the…

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the birthday gift: a story

it was her birthday and he had bought her nothing. nikhil kadan swore under his breath. then realising he was alone, he swore again, this time the four letter word was clearly audible, it carried all his ire, it practically struck and reverberated against the square glass ashtray lying on the desk. he scrunched his brow thereafter and pursed his lips. because the problem remained. he hadn’t bought her anything and it was quite late in the evening, there was…

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indi Poetry

you fold the covers

you fold the covers and swish the hour away as you walk to the door not once do you turn back and smile the smile that you gave me as you’d pulled the cover and spread it out like the stars above only hours before dark and dancing are your tresses how they fall to your unconquered waist across your invincible back oh that slight sway in your walk your smooth articulate hips won’t you turn just once and look…

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aarwen Poetry

A Song of Love

song of love poetry

Vivid dreams, seethe tenderly A lore of love, for you and me Blades of grass, that branch with a swing Fluttering fireflies, their promise of spring Drizzle of rain, rumbling thunder Dash of snow, our blissful surrender Fire from woods, smolder of lips Your sultry touch, my heart that skips Tranquil moonlight, tempestuous gale Flickering candlelight, that hidden trail Words and thoughts, smile and a sigh Our steady gaze, under a clear night sky Shower of stars, a drop of dew This dance of…

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one of those things… a short story

  his wife was not feeling well and when she felt out of sorts, he really couldn’t concentrate on anything. he had taken her to the hospital close to their hotel the moment she had complained of that nagging thing again. it was the feeling she always spoke of, a feeling that her chest was bursting, her head was tense and the roots of her hair pulled, she had to untie her hair and let it hang loose. her hair…

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