Archu From The Archive, Fictional

Reel or Real?

Sometimes she never understood what she wanted to do with her life, what she wanted to be and what to become. Her life was a perfect piece of poetry with a decent career, loving partner and happy neighborhood. There isn’t anything more that she could probably ask for without having her coined greedy. Yet, there she was sitting poignantly, with…

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Archu From The Archive, Fictional

Dreams and Déjà vu

Dream people dream.Dream wild dreams.As dusk draws its screens,Begin wicked dreams. I am not chanting Dr. Abdul Kalaam’s words. His dreams are conscious, those that you think, imagine, plan and set stage for execution. I am talking about silly, stupid and senseless dreams. If you are worrying about my sanity, oh yeah, I am not insane yet, just instilled with…

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Archu From The Archive, Fictional

New Arrival

“I love you!” He whispered those magical words in her ears as they lay undressed in their bedroom, fully spent. The blush of the new bride was radiant in spite of the darkness and she kissed her reply with a seductive smile. Love was most potent at the moment and it lulled them to sleep in tight embraces. Two months…

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Archu From The Archive, Fictional

Punishment

When I woke up this morning, I never guessed that I was going to lose my wallet once again in the same Pondicherry bus-stand to, (God knows) the same pick pocket at 6 AM in less than four months. Like hell, how could I guess? I had a leather shoulder bag, tightly zipped and pressed close to my body and…

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Archu From The Archive, Fictional

Tiny Tales

Penny Dreams: She dropped the fifty paisa coin into her dumb-box and shook it twice. Clank! Clank! The clinking of coins within brightened her black face. Soon, it was going to be full and she’d be rich, so rich that she can buy all that she desires without having her drunkard dad beating her to death. She wasn’t concerned about…

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