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An Unhappy Marriage

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It was past midnight, when she sneaked out of her bed and tiptoed her way to the basement. She thought her husband – who was sleeping next to her – would never notice. But, how wrong she was. He hadn’t even allowed himself to sleep thatnight; he wanted look into her eyes while he catches her reading her lover’s letters. She, upon reaching the basement, seated herself on the floor, as quietly as possible – she was trembling and was excited, at the same time. Then, she took out the letter from the envelope, she had smuggled on her way, and began to read it in the light of the hanging lamp. Her husband, not far behind, went halfway toward Read more

Deep Down the Lane

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Location: Mayan Hut Cafe “You know”, she said, “Today I was literally struggling to cross the busy road. You always reach out for my arm while crossing and choose to face the ongoing traffic. But today….” Many at times, our eyes do the talking. And I end up smiling back to you. You tease me; sometimes you treat me like a kiddo when I play “Angry Birds”. But in the midst of teasing and taunting, I find solace in your company; your voice lift up my moods. Gosh!! How can I forget our thumb wrestling sessions? You always made me win, just to stare at my victory smile. Also while driving, you love listening to the tracks of metal. But Read more

Blues

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Sipping a cup of coffee, she sits by the window pane. Flipping a few pages of her diary and she looks down upon some words. Tears rolled down from her eyes when his thoughts engulfs her mind and she longed to hear his voice . *Yawn* oh its morning means another day to live by. She checked her phone ‘Damn’ its 8.45, I have to wake him up, or else he’ll be late. Two phone rings gone, common Babu PICK UP. Her third call was answered by a sleepy voice “UUU”, Wake up babu otherwise you will be late, wake up you have your class “uuuu” was d answer. Around 9.30 her phone buzzed again “M going”. Meanwhile the girl Read more

Chanchalaa 2

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Kishan Kumar was married to Ananya one year back. They were happy couple since they married. They used to go to park every weekend near by the town centre and had wonderful evenings at palacious hotels tasting palatable foods. They loved each other more than anyone. A better-half is what, for Kishan, Ananya was an only example and vice-versa. It is after Kumar joined a IT job, their life took a U-turn. They started questioning with each other on silly topics. Hardly, they had dinner together after his joining. He became too busy to have time with her. He was too absorbed in his work. So, the relationship turned a huge change. Seeing each other’s face was like hell to Read more

The Rolls

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A drop of sweat trickled down his spine and conspicuously navigated itself through the tshirt-low waist pant separation into his ass-crack, losing itself forever. The humidity had escalated the feel of the summer heat in Kolkata, causing the sticky effect in touch & vision.The denizens were however immune to the discomfort as their beloved Maa was coming home, it was Mahalaya. It was that time of the year where the world meant only shopping and fanfare for them everything else could wait just fine. He shifted a bit to calibrate his line of sight and then continued with stealing glances.Diagonally seated across him was a Bengali oomph-istress (as he liked to call them), with the inherited customary wholesome bosom, concealed tightly with a buttons-ready-to-pop Read more