Short Story

The train was speeding through the hot summer at the maximum speed it could achieve. I was travelling in the second-class compartment. The little kid of the young couple sitting opposite to me was a bit too enthusiastic and quarrelsome.…
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Some time ago, there lived a lady, vividly known for her deep and erect frown. Even when she smiled it stood proudly in the center of her brow. She and her frown lived alone in a small cottage in the outskirts of the city, a modest abode…
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It was that gent! Mr. Robert Catesby. He planned it all!' My dress suffocates me! I really do hate the black tailcoat which itches my body very badly. I feel the ruffles. Well, I need to get accustomed to it now of course. The black…
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Rani somehow managed to get into the train and secure a safe place to stand. Traveling in Mumbai locals is like being in a basket of sardines. No matter how well dressed you are, you end up looking like having had a tussle with someone.…
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