SUMMER ROAD TRIP_A Birthday Context_Cruel, Cruel Irony_The dark is mine
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SUMMER ROAD TRIP
Women and children were sitting in the front row of the van while the men folk were busy talking and they were seated at the back. They were arguing rather debating over current politics. The little girl Rajani was holding a small nylon cover outside the window and was enjoying it when it got inflated looked like a balloon. As she was holding it on the opposite side of the moving van, the wind was blowing on it and helped it. Her sister Ramya, was guiding her to hold it strong or else it would fly off. In fact, she was the one who started it. Rajani, thrilled by the balloon effect on the empty...
A Birthday Context
"Lily?!" Ruki, my childhood friend screamed my name as I stood dazed in the pathway. I seem to have drowned my thoughts about the revision of my thesis topic.These past few days have been so hectic for me. All the revisions and preparation of the materials and the changes I've come up with in the nick of time, which is not pleasant news to my advisers. I can't help it, my topic is too tedious and complicated. "I need to graduawww.onedoor.ccte, fast, then I can work to have money." I mumbled between my breaths as I didn't recognize Ruki's footsteps on the pavement.He inhaled and stretched his arms to reach m...
Cruel, Cruel Irony
I watch in almost comedic slow-motion as the black cat’s head turns slowly towards me. He stands at the leftmost edge of the dark street I’m currently walking down. I stop in my tracks. “Don’t you dare.”The cat cocks its head at me. Mockingly. “Don’t do it. Please.”He doesn’t break eye contact as he struts across my path, stopping at the other end of the road. He sits, lifts a paw, and begins to clean himself. I groan. I begrudgingly begin to make my way down the road again, sealing my fate. I’ll have to research how to reverse bad luck later tonight. I continue down the dark, damp road, shiv...
The dark is mine
my shadow disappearing as the moon come up. Casting dark upon the park i was standing here. It had once been a new park, a bright and sunny day with the fountain flowing, but now, the fountain crumbling and dry, the grass stepped on countless times, now muddy and yellow. then i felt a drop, figures its always raining when i go out. Running home raindrops pelting hard on my hood then sliding off the side of my face. I tugged the front door and stepped home. Closing the door my grandma asked “ Oh you’re home Isaac do you want some porridge” refusing politely i went to my room in the basement and...