An Unpleasant Confession
“Why do you hide your pain behind that fake smile?” resting elbows on her knees, panting, Arya’s gaze made Jigisha uncomfortable. “Excuse...
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Held in August 2018 · 480 to 500 words · 12 entries
Setting: Rain, The smell of coffee, A half-finished diary entry.
Entries
Not a Stranger
“How are you?” Neelam held out a steaming cup of coffee. I nodded, “Better.” The fresh coffee aroma filled up the room...
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Let’s Finish the Story Together
It was a typical day, late from work, moreover, at the end of it, the shoulders could not bear the weight of...
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Ignored Innocence
Despite summer being at its peak, the day was windy with dark clouds looming over the buildings. It was Wednesday. Again. A...
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After all, my own blood……
The gentle rain and the refreshing coffee wouldn’t change her mind. She recalled all the humiliating treatment meted out to her in...
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Broken Olive Branch
Saima was passing by a posh coffee joint when the clouds above broke into a fine rain. She froze in her steps...
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Half Bloom
Today seems to be a day of inescapable wetness. The downpour lashes the air furiously. The smell of fresh coffee, turning cold,...
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Nature’s Fury: Vengeance on High Range
Hanumantha switched on the Russel Hobbs One cup coffee maker. Coming from Baba Budan Giri Hills, the birth place of Indian coffee,...
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A Peaceful Afternoon
The kids had gone off to school. Hubby was in his office whereas I was safe at home. It was raining heavily....
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The Monsooner
‘Can you see a pattern here?’ asked the Inspector. ‘All during monsoon, Sir’, the new recruit answered promptly. ‘Hence I christened him...
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Washed by the Rain
The house was empty. I snuggled on the sofa beside the window. Wiping the glass with the arm of my sweater, I...
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Coffee and Rain
It was raining heavily. Little Arpan had just gone off to sleep. It was going to be a late night and I...
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