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  • A lost key

    I was running late for a meeting and in the rush I dropped my key. She saw me dropping it, grabbed it and came after me. “Sir, sir, you lost your key.” I couldn’t go on without my key, so in spite of the hurry I had to stop. And when I turned to grab Read more

  • No, this time I’m not showing the things I love. I’m rather showing a picture that I created with the mirroring effect of some phone app a few months ago (they are both my own left hand). I don’t quite remember what led me to create the picture, though. Maybe just that I wanted to Read more

  • Life

    A loud THUD, then silence. His body falls to the ground. I run to check on him. His eyes are still open and expressive. I can hear the drum of his heart. Good! There is still life on him.   This post was written in response to the Weekly Writing Prompt #21, which this week prompts Read more