Sunday, March 29, 2015

Forgive and Forget Part I

“I won’t forgive him”, he spoke. “You have to”, she said. Her hands cupped his face and bought it close. They kissed for a moment and broke off. “I can’t”, Hack repeated. “If you don’t... it will consume you.” They kissed again. He was on top of her. “I’ll try”, he started to thrust. “Hack,...

Sunday, March 15, 2015

Matter of Convenience

Storming of the Bastille It was like a school classroom. A single wooden chair hugged the corner of the room. It was like a seat reserved for the naughty child. A table and chair was in the middle and the other half of the room was occupied with rows of chairs. Now, imagine this classroom...

Sunday, March 1, 2015

The Falling Circus

Something you normally wouldn't see He was sitting on the aeroplane and then, he was not. It was not like he had stepped out of the jet. Wind hit his face, harder and faster than you can ever imagine. His skin and hair was tugged back. His lips were forcefully tucked inside his mouth. His lungs...