Tall Dark Stranger on Pawley's Island_Malice is malice_Daylight Planetes_The most awaited Sunday
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Tall Dark Stranger on Pawley's Island
The wind was blowing as I was bringing in my boat, and there I saw him. I know all the people on Pawley’s Island but never saw him before. He was tall dark and handsome. He was dressed in a long shirt with pants to match and had papers in his hand. I thought to myself, “Not Jehova’s Witnesses again.” One thing you can say about them is they are persistent. He started approaching me and asked me did I know Jesus. I told him that I went to the cute little Methodist Church across the bay. I told him that we have all kinds of programs, something for everyone. This young man had a very strong accen...
Malice is malice
During times of crisis, it is never in human nature to accept defeat. Even if one chooses to run, the pain and guilt shall forever linger in their mortal hearts. This rash nature of ours has become a cause for concern in regards to our thinking, with the lines of rationality being constantly blurred as it mixes with our emotions. “Please, it’s not too late to put an end to this all,” said a woman, her short blonde hair was youthfully silky. “Arshun, do not let hate overcome you.”“No,” The man beside her replied, his slightly deep and melancholic voice was opposite to hers. “Not this time, not...
Daylight Planetes
The land here is mysterious, and slightly cursed. The weeds are full of gravestones. There are houses, too, a few in in the span of each mile, the kind that may as well be ground-level treehouses for how entangled with limbs and foliage they are. It is verdant here; the brush is bright with a hue as vibrating as the cicada chant that carries on under emerald cover. The driveways are pebbly strips of grey dirt, and camouflaged, like the animals. The drives come straight up to the road out of the brush, so you don’t have any warning of them ahead of time. The route signs are like twww.onedoor.cchis too, poppi...
The most awaited Sunday
Maya, the fifteen year old little girl, is enthusiastic today and is eagerly waiting for her father. As her tenth board exams are over, she will be taken to her dream home; as promised by her dad.Maya has lost her mother at the age of one. Her father Shyam has toiled hard for whole day and night to earn bread for their livelihood. Shyam and his wife Janet had a love marriage. Janet belonged to an affluent and orthodox Christian family. The very moment her fascination and inclination towards a destitute Hindu boy was realized at her home, her studies were terminated. This made Shyam and Janet a...