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Death 0

Living in Death

I lie quietly on the bed. Fan whirring over my head. Leaves rustling outside the window. My ailing wife feebly groaning by my side. I can still hear them all, clear and crisp. I...

The Killer - A Story 3

The Killer: A Story

I woke up to a steaming paper cup lowered over my face. Through the slender fingers from which the rolled and waxed paper cylinder suspended, I looked up at the woman towering over me,...

Mumbai-Local-Train 0

Mumbai Local

It was pitch-dark down straight below the belly of the A-380. Some twinkling lights occasionally tried in vain to illuminate what seemed like a vast expanse of molten pitch. I was shivering in 22...

The Song of Stench 0

The Song of Stench

I wake up into a lazy sunday morning, the yellow rays of a mellow sun pushing through the fluttering curtains. I can’t see the sun, but the distant horizon running parallel to my window...