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  • Their Baby Girl

    Their Baby Girl

    She made a statement. They never knew it coming. This had never crossed their mind. But she told them. She was not at all apologetic. It was rather bold and she seemed to be perfectly fine with it. They were confused on how to deal with such a big decision. They had never been this way, let alone telling their parents such a thing. Now here comes their baby girl and makes a statement that they can’t seem to handle. [...]

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  • OUTCAST

    OUTCAST

    The guy was dressed in a black over coat and he wore it such a way that he wanted to hide something inside it. It was a small town and much about everyone knew each other. No surprise that he arose suspicious looks from every eyes on every table in there the moment he entered. At least every eyes that was not intoxicated to the brink of blindness. He walked up to the bar and pointed at the liquor stand. [...]

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  • Foot Prints

    Foot Prints

    “The native emotions of fear and sorrow engulfed him as the uncanny thoughts of an unfamiliar life ahead passed through his subconscious mind”. He kept his pen down after writing the sentence not knowing where to go from there. He lit his cigarette, pushed back his chair and took his legs up on to the table. He kept one leg over the other making a viewable V through which he could see the only photo frame that adorned the wall [...]

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  • The News

    The News

    He took the cup to his lips, but forgot to sip the coffee. He kept it back on the table and all the while staring straight into the monitor. He was disturbed, not just with the news he read. He has read much dreaded news that often seems like it was the synopsis of some horror flick. But this was different.

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  • Drenched and Untouched

    He suddenly stopped and looked up; the clouds are all rounding up. It never looked it would rain and so as usual his new umbrella should be lying in his room wrapped in cozily in the same pouch it came from the shop. Last year rains were not that heavy but he drenched through out the whole season, postponing the idea of buying one. And this year he was fast to act and bought one, ‘dolly’ that’s what they told [...]

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Remembering Dad & Other Poems