Lucky Number 9.


A short fiction.

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dark | side | thursday | Letter From K


Dear B, I tried looking for you, you weren’t there. There was so much to be said, to be discussed, and to explore. I could make a list and the pages would be less. I say this from all my heart, darling. You may choose or not choose to believe – we need to air…

Water Runs Deep


I opened my eyes, and it looked the same just duller. Everything was wrong. Colours leeched out right before my eyes. Silence hung in the air.

Bad Days Parade


Bad days flocked to him. He was their fodder. They followed him or rather paraded his life. If he could spread his arms now, he could fly. He heard mirth climbing the walls. Celebratory banter emanating from people on the street and the ones he could see through every window. The rooftop was a great vantage point….

Dune by the Dark


He closed his eyes, and he saw exactly what he saw when they could see. Black. He wondered if this was what void felt like. Black air pressing against you. It was getting colder. There was something happening, something he was clueless about. Cold and the desert felt sharp against his skin. It had been…

Witness to a Murder.


In response to The Daily Post’s weekly writing challenge: “Overheard.”   It was just another winter evening. I was walking past the 20th street, on my way to home after a long tiring day at work. I hadn’t taken my usual route in search of a shortcut. I remember I wanted a warm cup of coffee…

The Orange Suit


Damn, it was too bright in here. Isn’t this place supposed to be dark and weary as in those movies and books, am so fond of? It seems obvious enough to a kid like me, all of 10 years of age. But I guess reality is another thing altogether. I can’t believe I was sent…

Forever.


In Response to Twenty Somethings – Edition 1 Photo by Michelle Weber.     See her? She’s Em, she’s waiting for her Mom to pick her from day care. Today her Mom is late. So I get more time to spend with her. She is new here . She and I are what you might…

Some houses live


         Italo Calvino said: The more enlightened our houses are, the more their walls ooze ghosts. Describe the ghosts that live in this house: Image credit: “love Don’t live here anymore…” – © 2009 Robb North – made available under Attribution 2.0 Generic When you look through the window, you see the vast stretch of…

The 6th floor.


Daily Prompt: Elevator. Remember, I am not trying to orbit the earth. It is a simple elevator ride for 20 minutes. — Brian Walker *Ting* The elevator door opened. He walked in and pushed the 12th floor button. He waited with nervous impatience in hopes of reaching the office as soon as he could. He…

The Counting…


Daily Prompt: The Clock. Pretty sure this insomnia was gonna kill me on of these days.Looking at the ceiling seemed like my favourite pastime. Waiting for sleep to come snatch me away into the oblivion. I can’t really say how long I kept staring and not thinking anything at all.  Things started getting hazy after…