Any number of incidents could be related to that strange lady. Or could she be lost in some identity crisis? Could she be a mental patient of schizophrenia?
What had woken him from his slumber he didn’t know first. But he realized what was burning him was anger, white-hot anger.
The girl was now standing and she was standing till I got down. I couldn’t help but wonder, her rare act of kindness made someone else comfortable
“Yes,You have heard correctly,I am having an extramarital affair for last 1 year”.It was really shocking for me that my friend had an extramarital affair
That was the scariest face I have ever seen. She was probably a man. May be not. Both eyes were independent of each other. She was smiling at me. May be not. I couldn’t tell from her face.
While I was wondering what I was doing at such a haunted place, I heard a scream that broke into my eardrums and pierced the muscles of my heart…
The door bell though was sweet enough, but didn’t allow me to sleep further. I was happy, because I knew I am going to earn, but also was not scared thinking of small tricks that I have to dig out of myself.
One day..I was on my way to bank which is nearby in my locality..In between a saw a poor boy was trying to paint something. He had some waste colors with him
When I signed my name in blood that night, not long ago, I knew what would happen. I dare not speak upon it except in silence through pen and paper.
He walked. His name was Kahaanikaar, the Teller of Stories. He trampled earth and existence beneath him, but it looked as though he didn’t notice