Author: The Boring Bug

The girl who never was

I looked at my mobile. Eagerly waiting for an intimation, if not a call, a message. Her fragrance, smile and the innocent eyes still haunted my days. It isn’t always easy to forego a person to whom you have committed your life. Especially a friend of years, who knows more about you than you yourself

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An encounter with the unknown

I kept running. As fast as my legs could take. Breathing heavily, panting, as the shadows swept past by. Something felt wrong, amiss. Something was following me, matching my pace, feet to feet. It felt like a nightmare. A moment back, I was at the dinner table, and a second later I am running for

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