Something is wrong. Too wrong. Darkness. That is all I can see. Emptiness, that is all I can feel. And my head hurts. Hurts so bad that I want to shout at the top of my voice. But then, I am scared. Scared of shouting. Scared of the darkness, of the emptiness, of the void. […]
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Fiction. Imagination running wild. Lies. Anotherworld.
Of malli poos and mangoes
Dec 18
Posted by Ank.
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Dear Lallu, How are you my lallu? It wont be long, my arrival in town. You don’t have to wait anymore, I promise. Meet me at our usual, at the school gates on 22nd of this month at 5pm I’ve got a surprise also for you! I miss you already lallu! Yours, Madhav. There was […]
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I’m Celebrating Tonight for Successfully Having Become a Pervert.
Oct 27
Posted by Ank.
Seriously. What the hell. This is one shit hole of a place. Women everywhere jesus christ! Every damn where! Urgh. I told them, clearly, very clearly not to put me in a women’s college. And that’s exactly what happened. Argh. I’m 17 for god’s sake and should I really study in a fucking women’s college? […]
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I Don’t Care If You’ve a Girlfriend. I Want It.
Oct 24
Posted by Ank.
continued from “In a-” ‘Your lipstick stain, on the front lobe of my left side brain’ sang his cellphone. Damn my luck. I rolled my eyes. “Sorry love, I gotta take this, its my girl” my head spun so fast to look at him that I must’ve sprained my neck. “Wha..? girl? Who girl??? What […]
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Dear, Please Don’t Look So Cute – Version 2 (Dude! You Look Hot! O_o)
Oct 4
Posted by Ank.
Standing amidst all the apparent love lorn couples, made me a lil awkward. I mean, what the hell, here I was attired in a slightly plunging neck line and my curves apparent and he was already making me wait. The dimly lit café made the place look more like a love boat teeming with thirsty […]
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Dear, Please Don’t Look This Cute. I Might Not Be Able To Suppress Myself.
Oct 4
Posted by Ank.
I don’t know if it was just me or my imagination. But he looked cute. Simply cute. There was nothing mirror cracking or extraordinary about him either. It was all sudden that it surprised me. He walked towards me, unaware of my (pathetic) feelings. Ah, that longing-ness. I fidgeted in my place, shifting my weight […]
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Best Friend or Best Friend?!
Sep 1
Posted by Ank.
The phone rang. “Rosh..?” “Hey babe. Sup?” “I wanna talk to you da can you please come out now?” “Sure i’ll be right out” “Ok.” Her back to him, he could see she was dabbing at her eyes… “Whats up di?” She tried to smile and her eyes were puffy from…..crying. His face fell; “What […]
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Friendship. Not For Nothing.
Aug 14
Posted by Ank.
“Macha…” “Sollu da” (temme da) “Enaku epdi solradhu nu therila da. She called again. Seems like she won’t let it go….” (i dunno how to say it) A long pause. “I dunno da. Your wish. Not my problem. You take care of it.” A longer pause. “Seri da. Whatever you say” Click. He threw his […]
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I Dont Know.
Aug 9
Posted by Ank.
This is getting outta hand, she decided. And pathetic. Pathetic feeling, she convinced herself. Damn. So shameful. Why did this have to happen? How the heck did this happen? She couldn’t believe this was happening to her. A completely new feeling that utterly devastated her inner peace. One of a kind. “Anubhavam pudhumai, avanidam kandean….annaalil […]
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The Bond.
Jul 17
Posted by Ank.
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“Hmmm alright you take care I’ll be there asap” he said and hung up, reluctantly. He badly wanted to jump into his car and ride right away to be with her but he simply couldn’t. Damn meeting. With utmost control he took measured steps into the meeting room where his thoughts never strayed from her. She […]

