Tell me a Story…

Hello peeps! Now as my 'about section' will tell you, I am crazy for stories. I read them, write them, adore them, inhale them, exhale them... you get the idea! For me life was going this way until kismet decided to do me a favor, which given my history doesn't happen too often, and I met this…

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Why So Serious?

Duzan Domestica, however, had been too long in this line of business to miss why this green-skinned, strange looking girl was there in his clinic. Despite her emotionless face and heavy makeup, her smile lines were more than visible. Fanning out at the corner of her lines were several small wrinkles resembling a cat’s whiskers or a crow’s feet. Then there were the horrible concaves bracketing her thick lips, almost conquering her nasolabial region. Duzan focused hard on her left cheek but was not sure what to make of it. He reflected for a while. Then, “Smile,” he sighed and issued the one command that only he could give without risking his life.

SPPRIG Testing Laboratory

Image Source “Natural selection,” the voice said, “is obsolete now.” Zac was struggling to focus on the words that were resonating all around him. Despite having memorized them by heart, he had to listen to them daily because according to ADLTHood 101, he had yet to internalize the concept. “After extensive research, it has been concluded that…

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…

Fission or Fusion?

Hey you! Yes you. You ugly thing. I know you. You are the one who knows how to detonate bombs. Right? But that is only what you tell other people.   I know you better than this, to fall for your lies Or not ?   You are the exact opposite of what you claim…

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…

The Failed Experiment!

You were the red cherry, Hanging on a tree. I was the snow, Covering the hills. I wanted to fall On top of you To form something pink.   A pink house, Probably, With a garden, Not of your thorns, And definitely not my roses But Of OUR lillies.   It was simple maths, Genetics…