Boats are safe on shore but they weren't built for that – I set my sail in the ocean of words
Blurry ImageFlash Fiction by Vasu Gangapalli “Son, my eyesight has turned blurry,” Gopichand said, rubbing his temples. “I think it’s time to change my lens.”His son, Ravi, didn’t look up from his laptop. “I’ll take you this weekend, Dad. I’ve got a project deadline to finish first.”Gopichand nodded silently. He didn’t want to burden him. …
The WitnessFlash Fiction by Vasu GangapalliWord Count: 373 The night was wrapped in a sheet of silence—until a scream tore through it. Mira Patel stood at her apartment window, clutching a mug of cold coffee. The streetlamp below flickered weakly, painting long shadows on the empty road. At exactly 12:03 a.m., she saw it. A …
A Short Story Jessica opened the door opposite to that of the driver's seat of her car to keep her things. She felt a sharp object against her back. She thought it should be a knife. "Get in!" He whispered into her ear. They got into her car and she started driving. Her heart started …
A Short Story Shyam sat on the edge of his bed holding the picture of his wife, Riya and eight year old daughter, Anushree. He had tears in his eyes, which started over flowing on his cheeks. It was because of the unfortunate accident which took them away from him forever. He would never be …
A Short Story Rahul was driving in his car, listening to the music of A.R Rahman in an isolated road on a hill station. There were only trees and bushes on either side of that road and nothing else. He was driving through the middle of the forest. When the car turned a bend he …
A Short Story Rahul walked, thinking about what had happened to him. He loved her so much. But she left him for someone who had more money and property than him. "It's so stupid," He said to himself, "that the girls go for boys with money and boys for girls with beauty. Why should I …
A Short Story It was a hot summer afternoon. The fan hung from the ceiling with its three blades moving slowly in a circle. He sat on the easy-chair, with a book on his lap, looking at the fig tree through the window. He remembered what had happened sometime back. He had sold their old …
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A Short Story "Look at her ! She is so gorgeous !" said Shaker. "Who are you talking about~ ?" asked Anil, looking around in the restaurant. "That lady over there!" He said. "Do you mean that old lady who is sipping her cup of coffee or tea~ ?" asked Anil. "Are you blind or …
A Short Story Jack Wilson rolled on the bed as usual, placed his hand next to him where his wife was supposed to be sleeping. But he didn't feel her body on the bed. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and saw only wrinkles on the bed sheet. Did she go to the bathroom ? He …
A Short Story "Come with me, without making any noise." He whispered into her ear, pressing the sharp point of what she believed to be a knife on her back and pulling her along. "Who are you? What do you want?" She asked scared. "You'll know that soon." He said. "Take me to your car!" …
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