After he had drained the pint glass empty he set it back on the table. Across the living room the television was off.Flies buzzed about him. He had left the kitchen door open,
The Girl in a White Dress
I heard the sound of a girl screaming. Surprised by these sudden horrifying sounds, I had to wake to see what was going on.
Life In A Room
This Hindi poem highlights the mental state of a person who enclosed Himself in a four boundary wall and Love to Live alone with his Own thoughts.
Reflection
The next morning the man awoke and opened the closet to get his things. He noticed his reflection again. This time he looked even worse, the man thought.
But the candles burnt
The candles in all the rooms were lit. The windows were opened to let the room airy. Now that I felt voracious, I made some quick snacks for me in the candle light.
There are days and more
There are days,When I want to recoil in the coolness of my room….meet, talk and see no one,When I want to hear, see and feel nothing and just be numb,
Flip the Coin
Hardly anything out of the mentioned was my contribution. Two weeks were too less time to achieve this degree of messiness. It was him, all him;
Kamra
This Hindi story is about flashback to the past where a couple of images transform themselves into words to say about time,a game,two people who probably know each other and yes , the room.
The heist
The entry point was a balcony to the lady’s study. There I saw two patrolling guards. I threw a fake ruby to the balcony floor.
Awaited Night.
It was evident. I didn’t want to leave. He, being the most orderly, seemed to lack his regular zeal. We both didn’t want to leave.
