BLURRED REALITY_You Will Never Know_THE LAST CALL_The Unconditional Love of Vineet and Megha
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BLURRED REALITY
What am I to do? The door to the secret passageway I found earlier has vanished. I have already tried searching for the catch with one hand hidden surreptitiously behind my back whilst pretending to drink from my water glass. The entire painted wall is now a seamless solid panel. Access that way has been cut off! Whilst brushing my hair I use the opportunity to toss my head around, trying to appear nonchalant, but frantically scanning every corner of the room for other ideas. In the dark gloom of the night, outside the glass doors on the balcony, I sense more than visualize the somehow threa...
You Will Never Know
There she was checking out the entire town as the chaos of black Friday approached. Her head was filled with the constant beeps that came from the endless scanning. Her cheeks had begun to ache as her fake smile grew tighter and tiwww.onedoor.ccghter with every customer that filed into her line. If the store was to suddenly become quiet then you could hear her feet scream their protests of standing in the same spot for hours. Tasha finally tuned back into reality and stared at the man who was placing his garish items on her counter. His face was painted red as he put some intimate items in front of her, hid...
THE LAST CALL
THE LAST CALL She had long contacted that association___FOR CITIZEN’S RIGHTS____which claimed to be able tohelp people who were suffering psychiatric abuse and other malpractices by health care. She was suffering much more than abuse. Since too much time she had been subjected to a dictatorship, which probably wasn’t only psychiatry to inflict her. That it was a very unjust and very much oppressive dictatorship, however, there was no doubts. And in this overpowering regime, that denied her the most basic rights, the much celebrated and self celebrating psychiatric service had ( played) an...
The Unconditional Love of Vineet and Megha
"The Unconditional Love of Vineet and Megha". SHORT STORYIt was a lovely morning. A strong breezy wind just crossed like a hell on her face, she was Megha a young charming girl walking beside the footpath. She was a mixed portion of innocence and more sensitive girl. Her father was a lovable and the caring person, but he never shows his immense love on her daughter. Her mother was not just like an ordinary mother but she was more than that like a good partner as well as a good friend. Megha was just doing her schooling and she was 14 years old, th...