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Real life circle
I worked hard for this exam. All my efforts thrown into the trash. Again.“Adeola, let’s go,” Mariah said, tapping me.She stands and backs her little flower bag. Lizzy does the same. Through the iron windows, I could see the gloomy clouds spreading, the icy breeze winding and carrying with it dust. How they could ditch their blazers uniforms to a tank top in this chilly wind is beyond me.“I’m not leaving till it rained.”“No, we should go now so the rain won’t keep us here,” Lizzy said, enunciating each word. “And it would probably not rain. The weather was like this yesterday and nothing happen...
Trippin' Triangle
Road Trip! Just like they did at the beginning of every summer road trip to New Orleans, they pulled the front tires of the 1981 Honda Civic flush with the no parking sign, just outside the Monterey Park police station. The car didn’t have power windows, so they raced each other with the hand cranks. Sophina won, and Johnny, despite the strength in his left hand from lots of alone-time, got his window stuck half way. It wasn’t the Honda’s fault. The poor buggy was “seasoned” and this would be it’s sixth year making the nearly 2,000 mile journey across the vast expanse of God’s country. Budge s...
Strangers
The world is full of surprises and men have different ways to react. Tarun encountered such a practical shock two years ago, In those days he was working as an M.R for a reputed pharnacutical company in Mumbai. His parents had high expectations of him and they wanted to make him a doctor. But the sudden death of his father due to a massive heart attack had put an end to that dream. He was forced to take up this job to www.onedoor.ccget both ends to meet. However, he is quite happy with his job. The only problem is that he had to travel extensively as a part of his duty. His main job is to visit the eminent ...
Meep- The Meepening.
"Meep"I look at the frazzled red haired puppet to my side. "What?" "Meep." He persists."But I have to tell him." I shrug off his suggestion. "I know he's going to get mad but he deserves to know.""Meep meep?""Cause," I pause not really knowing how to answer that question. "Meep." He rolls his eyes."Excuse me?" I look at him offended. "I am not looking for drama.""Meep." He states blatantly."Well. FINE then." I fold my arms, looking away. I feel the soft plush of his hand caressing my shoulder, and an apologetic Meep is heard."Sorry, it's the mood swings." I point to my fattening stomach. "I ...