Fiction and other Realities

'Fiction is inspired by reality' That is what they say. Yet, I have observed that a few events happen a lot more in fiction than they do in real life or vice versa. Take sweating for example. Imaginary characters sweat way more than you or I ever would. I understand being in a story is…

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The Vegetable

“Hahahahahhahahhahahhahahhaahhaha” His laughter echoed as the sharp ends of his wits ricocheted back from the hollow walls of the building. Wits were all he had at that moment for his form was reduced to an awkwardly arranged construction of weak bones, confined by means of ropes. However, he didn’t know that, for he couldn’t feel…

Toothaches > Heartaches

  Tobacco, tomato, timber, and toothache. Smoke it, hot, don’t burn, in pain. Please don’t bother for my sake Because I am pretty insane.   Human, you humane. Heartache! Didn’t I tell you to refrain?   Nothing to offer, I have, I'm afraid, Yet my blood, you continue to drain. When the last few drops…

A Perfect Sphere—WringoInk

Zoobia Shahid was among the brightest students in her class. The 14-year-old had only recently learned that world was elliptical. Copernicus and Galileo had faced quite a handful of troubles before the perfectionists finally came to terms with the fact that their beloved earth was not a perfect circle. She didn’t know what kind of sacrifice she would have to make for her parents to appreciate her truly.

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…

When a Cat Calls

This happened a year ago. We were in the third month of our marriage and life was grand. I loved her to bits and surprisingly, she doted on me too. When I said surprisingly, it is not just my low self-esteem screaming for some kind of validation but an undeniable truth. The thing is my…

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…