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The Profligate Comments

The Profligate Comments

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I was thirteen years old when I created an Instagram account for my mother. Sometimes it's hard to believe how dumb our parents can be when it comes down to using new technologies. At that time, I had no idea where this little Instagram account would lead us to. Mother followed me the next day, but I didn't follow back. I was not interested in checking her pictures or stories at all.

The Mutation

The Mutation

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Nandini was a divorcee living alone in a town close to a hill station. She was a tourist guide by profession. Life wasn't always like this for her. During her college days, she fell in love with one of her professors. The professor took advantage of her. The innocent Nandini thought he was going to marry her.

The Accused

The Accused

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He felt suffocated as the cops held him tight on the ground with one of them strangling him with a wooden baton pressing on his neck. He grunted and groaned in pain as they captured him and pushed him into the dark cold cell, locking the iron gate. Fallen on the cold floor of the cell, Rohtesh writhed in pain before he managed to get up gathering all his strength and dragged his ass till, he reached the wall so that he could sit down resting his back.

The Guardian

The Guardian

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He is the happiest man in the whole world to see his beloved marrying her choicest man. He watched them walking down the stairs after the wedding. They walked towards him as she was ecstatic to see him. He had that beautiful gentle smile on his face as he waited for her to come near him and flung her arms around him to hug him tight. “I am so happy… So so happy, my guardian.”

The Survivor's fate

The Survivor's fate

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Ayden Roy got back his consciousness and found himself in a thatched hut. He tried to get up but he could not. "Arrgghhh fucckk", he writhed in pain. He was lying on a log of wood, carved like a bed. And for comfort there was hay on it, underneath his body. He looked around wondering where he was and who put him like this. Was he a captive of the criminals? He could not understand. He tried to sit up again resting on the left arm elbow but he failed and fell flat on the hay. And he saw a scantily clad black woman walked in the hut uttering the words that were beyond his imagination and understanding. But from her expression he could make out that he was in safe hands as she came close to him and caressed his forehead, pulled him up to sit down, resting his back on the wooden plank kept behind him on that piece of wooden log. While doing so she didn’t even bother if his face was clasped between her huge soft bosoms. He kind of felt safe with that gesture from her.

Gamble of the Night

Gamble of the Night

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’"Splendid". Sania pressed the tip of her glass against her lip and took a small sip of piña colada. The sun had started to sink beyond the horizon, leaving the sky above the Arabian sea a shade of scarlet and saffron. "Inn'it gorgeous?" the waitress whispered in her broken accent as she bent closer to Sania's beach chair.’

The Hootch Contingency

The Hootch Contingency

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I came back home from a friend's sister's wedding with a bottle of thumbs up. I don't drink often. But don't refrain on occasions either. It was one such occasion. I quaffed one-quarter of the bottle but still had another quarter to go. I mixed it with a cold drink and brought it home to consume it later that night when I got the chance.

Deewali Serendipity

Deewali Serendipity

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Minakshi was dressed in a red saree and was looking spectacularly beautiful on Diwali night. She did most of the decoration on her own for the house with the help of her maid indeed. The maid was on leave as she had to celebrate Diwali with her own family as well.

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