Chandrika_Stairs_Aloe and Lace_A Dream Crashed…
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Chandrika
On a lazy afternoon on Sunday ,I was elated to get a message from somebody I really adore. Hi Di! How are you? Can I call you if you are free? ,the message read. At once I ringed her and the pleasing resonant voice of Chandrika poured in. Hi Di,hope you are fine! Sorry if I have disturbed you. Oh dear! Anything for you. I am doing well. Hope every thing is fine at your end,I said. Di ,its been a long time we are in touch. I always hesitate to call you coz I know you are too busy. She paused. Oh not at all. We may not have talked at times but I always follow you in the social media and really ...
Stairs
I opened the door.“Where were you?”“Out with the boys.”“Until 3:00 AM?”“Look, I’m too tired for this right now. I can explain everything you want to know in the morning.”“How come you always take your car to work but never when you go out with ‘the boys’?”“Because I’d rather not pay for gas when I can just ask my friends to pick me up—I already told you, we can talk in the morning.”I trudged towards the stairs.“It’s already morning.”“Very funny.”“You’re not going to blow me over like this!”“Look, I’m not discussing this right now.”“Yes, we are. You have managed to blow hundreds of dollars wit...
Aloe and Lace
The faintest shade of green gleamed on the walls. Healing Aloe, they called it. The baseboards and molding shone a Chantilly Lace. My eyes scanned the seams where the plaster met wood. Smooth and clean. The painters had done excellent work. I shut the front door behind me and moved quickly to the cracked windows. Even with them ajar the inside air smelled strongly of chemical. I shoved them up and open, inhaling deeply as a light breeze whistled inside. They really needed curtains. Lace curtains with flower detailing. I shook my head, furniture. I should really start with furniture. The livin...
A Dream Crashed…
When he was in school, he always dreams that one day he will be a teacher of one of the well reputed institution of the country. He always noticed the teaching styles of his teachers and keptwww.onedoor.cc notes that how could he become a good teacher. He has to take good marks for achieving his dream. He always completed his homework and learned all his lessons by heart. He was a good student in school always achieving first position in class. Whenever he was free he was always enjoyed living in his imaginary world where he was a teacher. He putted all his toys in a sequence in the yard of his house assumi...