A Single mistake_The mite and the chameleon_ You're Just So Intolerant_Louis and Sandra
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A Single mistake
A SINGLE MISTAKE -Chanda JhaOnce upon a time there was a man, aged about 26 years, around 6 feet tall and thin with long black hair and beard, also had a sharp eyes, signed on a register and came out from police station. As soon as he reached in a society, he heard some sound against him like “why do he come here?,” “he has already harm the respect of our society now he might harm us and our family”, “we should talk to the secretary to take him out from the society”.Ignoring such voices he moved to his door and opened it. He found his rented flat looks same as he left with, but the room and ha...
The mite and the chameleon
There was once a chameleon who befriended a neighboorhood of insects. Everyday, it came to the Insect village to entertain the young insects whose parents were away for food hunting."Would you like to see the color of the blue velvety sky today?", the chameleon asked."Show us, show us please?", the young insects cried in unison."Oh surely you have seen its colors when you go out each day", it replied to them."Yes we do, but since we are so tiny, we barely see it close enough.", one insect said."Yes that's true", the others agreed.And so the chameleon brought out a blue cloth, lied on it, and v...
You're Just So Intolerant
Content warning: this story contains allergens!"I've thought about it, and it's chocolate.""Well that sounds good to me. Thought about what?""What you asked me earlier. Chocolate, it's a universal panacea.""I didn't ask 'what?' is a universal panacea. I asked 'what is?' a universal panacea. It's all in the inflection and the emphasis.""Oh, well you obviously inflected in the wrong place. That's so you. Nice pyjamas by the way. Are you comfy?""Yes, thanks. I could have slept on the air-bed, I didn't mind. I like your jimjams too, cute little bears. So what is it then?""I'm so glad you asked. It...
Louis and Sandra
As the autumn sun began to descend a small smile crept across Sandra‘s face. Alwww.onedoor.ccthough her Sunday evening routine wasn’t new, it never failed to give her a sense of purpose or a warm, fuzzy feeling in her tummy. She cheerily called upstairs, “I’m going to make a start now!” then lifted herself out of the cosy armchair and made her way into the heart of the house. This was her favourite room and it was set up just as she wanted it- everything to hand- some might say messy but it made things easy for her. She rummaged through the crowded kitchen draw until she found her trusty, well-loved note ...