My greed engulfed me making me sightless of the consequences of the act I was going to perform.I felt as if all the air around me had vanished.
The streets were dead, eerily quiet. The flickering streetlight above his head stared at him. He glanced away and noticed trees swaying,
Crush fades. Doesn’t it?It’s been two years and everything about him still attracts me.There was nothing between us now
I was a complete workaholic. Nothing mattered as much as my work did. Or so I thought. I had a family just to show everyone that I was human
I was fending off my best friend’s queries yet again. We are at my ancestral home for two days, for the annual ‘strangling’ ceremonies
It has been 11 long years, longer than usual for her. Kavya, deep in her thoughts stands alone at the terrace, at this odd hour past midnight.
Her footsteps fell lightly on the dusty track beneath her feet. The air was filled with the smell of sweat and determination, clouding her senses as she tried to absorb the pulse of the activities around.
All those months of careful planning were finally going to pay off. He got off from the train into the crowded platform. It was nine o’clock in the morning.
Short Story with Moral Values: It was that eerie hour just before dawn when the quiet would lullaby everyone to sleep. There were no blaring horns…