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DISGRACE Saturday evening, Starbucks suffocated with people as usual. Had they been standing for few more minutes, might have killed each other for a coffee. A gloomy elder, in a perfect suit and a shiny black shoe enjoyed his shake, besides me. Probably vanilla. He hit the table hard with both of his hands and…

Grey Clouds (Part Two)

PART TWO: ENERGY Abduct Jan 1st, 1995. ‘Miss Neelima… Are you there?… Ma’am.’ Aai let them in. Two huge hunks marched in, one could x-ray the shredded body through those tight black suits; shiny golden wristwatch complimented their leather shoes. ‘Have a seat,’ Aai cleaned the one chair we had. Of course, they didn’t care;…

Grey Clouds (The Beginning)

PART ONE: RECOLLECTION Flushed Present Day, Jan 2020. Headlights flashed the front door- brown, oxidized. A smile mended my lazy face; hands laid on the cold metal handle. I rested my flushed eyes. Fingers scratched the ground. Cold! I felt the frozen veins in my muscles, the intense artic wind rustling through my barren face….

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I jolted awake, it’s raining- monsoon was not the season we waited every year. Father earned our dinner, fixing the gates of heavens on the roof was too much to ask. I looked at the clock, that poor soul peeled off naked…hands aged enough. Poverty. It was nine and mother was wailing in the other…