The Shark’s Den  

Once upon a time, sharks flew across the sky and what a sight it was! Hue — the painter produced the finest painting of his life while Click — the photographer captured an inspiring shot. Bard — the poet crafted the most memorable couplet of his life. Finally, Cloe decided that something must be written on the beauty of this view…

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The Confessions of a Celestial Being

This story is written as part of a writing challenge–WRINGO (writing BINGO), which is proposed and played by my office friends. There is a grid with different genres for each grid. Every week, we are assigned a genre that is decided by a dice-roll. I will be  sharing my stories here.  Genre for this week is Romance.  I loved…

Wither Away!

  "Pressure makes things grow more"   Is a ridiculous myth! That's a terrible bore. The flower could have Lasted a little longer, had the tools Blasted the warmonger. Instead, they played Filthy games With the hues and shades, of the colorless petals. The pressure to bloom In fifty seconds. Was on the bud. For…

The Man under the Tree

I cannot be certain Of how and what happened. The other day, or was it the night? Perhaps a movie with the old theme, Of a Dr. Jekyll And a Mr. Hyde! or was it because of the two pieces of the cheese laden pizza? I don't know the reason but it happened so I…