She: Why do you love me? He: I just do. She: I mean, what is it that you love in me? He: *grinning* Everything. She: Shut up. Tell me…! He: I love seeing my life tick away in your arms. I love seeing you smile. It brings me a peace…
Category: Stories
March
Do you see that light, far, far away? Do you feel it hitting your eyes and making them shine in this darkness? That’s what you are to me. You’re the light that hits my eyes every morning when I wake up, and you’re the last light I see before I go to sleep. You’re the […]
Cocoon
She was walking back home after a long, tedious day at work, lost in her thoughts about this melancholic life that she had made for herself. Wishful thinking had made way for wistful thinking. She saw the people around her, all lost in a bid to outdo the other. “To what avail?”, she thought. “Everyone…
Anecdotes Of A Lost Love
She stood there on top of the 7-floor building, with the wind blowing her hair from one side to the other, looking at the sun as it went down the horizon, casting an orangish shadow over the world. Her heart raced fervently as she waited for him to come and melt her world away in […]
The Old Man & The Tree
The old man sat there watering the soil around the tree he’d nurtured over the years, watching how it had grown into the magnificent structure that it was today. He reminisced about the time he’d sown its seeds, promising to make it a good, strong one, guiding it into becoming the bearer of all his…
In time
“You’ve been looking at that for so long. What do you see in it?”, she asked him irritatingly, pointing at his wristwatch. “I see the little seconds take the minute hand away from the hour hand, kind of how the world took you away from me”, he said and smirked. She shook her head, smiled,…
Thirsty Waters
Why do we need love? What is the fundamental need for some other person’s affection towards our very existence in this world? Is it because we feel that the person we think we’re in love with is the answer to all our miseries and all our loneliness in this world? Or is it because we,…
When an Inkblot fell on my Paper
Today as he sat down to write, he tried to figure out an appropriate opening sentence for his story. A sentence that would define the storm brewing inside him since the last one year. A year of colossal losses, losses that can’t be shared, losses that can’t be put into words. Yet here he was,…
Distant Memories
“What is love? Is it the meeting of two people who like similar things and have similar feelings for each other? Or is it the feeling you get in your stomach when you grab their hands in yours as you get pulled into that invisible magnetic field of one another? Sometimes, just the thought of…
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