No I Don’t

She hissed between her teeth,’ He cheated.’ ‘What?’ I lost balance off the plank and fell on my belly. ‘Again?’ The smell of sweat, dust and desperation fill up the air in the gym. Papa, the gym trainer, a 6… Continue Reading →


I kept on swallowing hard lumps, one after the other. My eyes tense with balancing tears. I sat in this pain and let it consume me. Let me start from the beginning. I had walked on egg shells all my… Continue Reading →

Table 47

I rushed through the revolving doors. I stopped at the reception and asked for table 47. The reception smiles queerly, “Your table is ready miss. Your beau is waiting.”  He grinned. He seemed like the kind of people who never… Continue Reading →

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