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FICTION

A collection of short stories curated by authors. Immerse yourself in a story, and share your own

I miss you

I miss you…

Because no one will read this anyways- I miss you. Every cell in my body forces me to deny the longings that I have for you. Sometimes, I wish to grab the phone and dial your number. I want to scream at you... Read More...
medicines

A life full of medicines

I have a list of medicines I consume every day. There are all sorts of drugs; some chemical ones, some homeopathic; some in tablets others in the form of liquid. They are all scattered in my bed and in every pa... Read More...

LOST EARRINGS

“Despite your mistakes and flaws, walk like you have a tiara on your head”, reads the note that she had written to herself on a pink sticky note. As she puts on her coat and turns the light off, she glances at ... Read More...
khaai

Khaai – A short (love) story

It’s been a while that she’s left. Maybe too long for me to realize that it’s gonna be a much much longer time before my eyes can embrace her smile. Maybe even longer for me to keep lighting this feeling for... Read More...
keep

Can You Keep a Secret?

“Hey, wait up!” My footsteps stopped on their own accord on hearing Bishal’s voice behind me, despite my mind’s command – “don’t stop!” “Um, hi!” I greeted him as he jogged up to me. “Why wouldn’t you wait fo... Read More...

My Husband & Me : A story

I write this as I lay on my bed waiting for my tablets to work. In the morning, my husband was sleeping peacefully when I took tea and his favorite biscuits to his bed. If he doesn’t see tea when he wakes up,... Read More...
stop this train

Stop this train

I can’t think of anything worse. This picture of Ben holding dad while he does his best to suck up one lung full of air, but he just can’t. The sound of him squeaking, choking. It’s scarier than the sound of un... Read More...
the red umbrella

The Red Umbrella

That one. She pointed at the red umbrella. The shopkeeper pulled from a pile of several others and opened it. She checked its features. It was not extraordinary and seemed a little feeble too. She looked at th... Read More...
one night stand

One Night Stand

She’s by my side. Semi-covered in the bed sheet, staring at the ceiling. She’s hot, as in hotheaded. She’s got temper and tantrums, attitude and arrogance. It’s reflective.  However, the light in her eyes and c... Read More...
118

Room No 118

Room No 118 “Yes ma’am, that’d be no problem at all.” The manager said. “Trring, trring” and after exactly seven more rings, one of the receptionist picked up the phone. “Good Morning, this is Grahan H... Read More...
waves

Waves – Prologue

I look at her face as we sit on the boardwalk's concrete lining. I don't remember her being any more beautiful or, in that case, any less. Those big brown eyes were hiding behind her thick brown hair catching m... Read More...