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Ooops ---- FREE Chicken Here! The day was perfect, bright, sunny, gusty an apropos for an outing which I must say ended up in a dilemma of being slaughtered like a chicken or a hallucinating like a rooster to be alive after a close rooster fight. This story of mine is called "chickens are cooked for FREE". As the name indicated it's an ante of an near miss or I must say ...
Anchovies are everywhere. Billions and billions of anchovies. Covering every fucking inch of the room. Dad said it was just old person smell. Everyone else thought so too. Freaking fish, though. Guess that explains the cats. How did she get them to stick to the wall like that? Iridescent and scaly, each one reflecting the sunlight from the windows in a different way, lined up side by side like tin...
He always knows what is the right thing to do whenever I am upset. He always has new to impress me and his always succeed in making me smile. There are these things he says with his eyes, things that always make me shed a tear or two, asking myself a question - "What did I do to deserve this kind of love?"He knows when I want to be alone and I hate it when at such times he pulls at my sl...
In the beginning some people were on earth. Rumor has it that it was only two people. Another rumor says they discovered that they were naked after looking into the pond of life.But what ever the case might be they needed to cover their weird parts up with something because all the big animals were laughing at them.The aliens then dropped a clothing store for them in Egypt in the shape of a pyrami...
I was reluctant to let him touch me. It was in the middle of Language for Pete's sake! I had always been careful and...slow about relationships. All he wanted to do was rub my arm, but I wasn't comfortable with it. In the past, I had always been very up-front and blunt about everything. Now that I was in high school, blunt wasn't always an option. Make-up and clothes actually MATTERED, and boyfrie...
It was a stormy rainy night, Jack quickly parked the car in the garage and headed towards his house. The rain was pouring so hard that in a few seconds itself he was completely drenched. The lightning struck and the electricity went off and Jack was left all alone in the pavement in pitch darkness. He adjusted his eyes to the darkness and tried to look ahead but all he could see was darkness and o...
The brown heavy doors swung open as the tall man strolled into the room. It was November, and the windows of the office looked out on the perfectly manicured lawn that appeared bright and sunny in the chilly air. But that’s not important. What was important was the man, as well as the office itself, its stateliness and grandeur befitting the power that was wielded from it, an office with bl...
"so,what are we gonna eat today?"asked sharma,"its your turn na?""yes"replied pulkit,as they approached canteen."lets see what they have for us today. hope its not macaroni,i hate it.""good for me,i'l have the full plate for myself.anyway,somehow i feel today is my lucky day"said nikhil cheerfully,"i wanna sing banda ye bindaas hai....."&...
There it was again like a punch in the stomach another glaring editing error in my news story. I'll let it go, I say. I just won't say anything. It churns and it burns until the only relief is to let it regurgitate with one big puke down the chute. BLAHHH! For God sake it has my name on it, I say. People will think I'm an incompetent boob. But we've had this heated exchange before - me and this ed...
The river had hardened. The 12 o clock sun had sent across a heat wave swallowing the whole expanse of the road, and what was left of it but the white dashes of stitching clothing the earth. I had laid out on my backseat of the car, it didn't matter what hour it was, what mattered was how this was born. I was a giant whale, on the entire row of the back seat of the car, the whole of my back presse...