His tiny belly protruded yet empty growled and moaned. His eyes felt heavy and legs too light to stand and walk. The pain of hunger reached his throat it felt as if the flesh inside his belly has started to decompose to quench his hunger. With his mouth wide open he gasped for air to … Continue reading Thief. (Story)
Pic credit - Mayuri Srivastava Her eyes were unfathomable. Even now when I close my eyes I am still able to see hers as if they had imprinted something on me that is indelible , it's something that I am going to carry all through my life. Her pupils diverged and quivered as they swam … Continue reading My encounter with her eyes.
Pic credit -Mayuri Srivastava When I was a kid I had a castle so big and gleaming in my courtyard. It's ceiling studded with precious moon and stars were so high as if it could kiss the sky . It always looked to me like an epitome of art. The castle was beautiful but complex … Continue reading Castle.
Photo by Jacob Colvin on Pexels.com Faint whispers of breath from his frail lifeless body like the whining of wind from the mountains were the only proof that he was alive. He wanted to talk , he wanted to cry , he wanted to scream but the key to unlock his body and express his … Continue reading The Bridge.(Flash Fiction)
Never ask what's dead and forgotten to come back because sometimes it can come back and turn your world upside down. Here is a short story I wrote, my first horror story. Hope you will like it Pic credit-Mayuri Srivastava Flowers from her garden were still fresh and alive. Few days back Anita handpicked those … Continue reading She came back.(Story)
His bloody gaze made me shiver like the pouring rain in December. With his fingers wrapped around the trigger he hushed into my ears "Will you die for your lover?". My mouth perched and my brain fogged as I tried to recall the events of last night . I wondered what had happened last night … Continue reading Nightmare or reality-Flash Fiction
" The night is cold and lone so it's not safe to go outside alone " , warned my mother. "But all I want is to explore the beauty of night and wonder freely " , I argued. My mother was bedridden due to her illness so all she said " Just beware because night … Continue reading Still a Dream