velvet.

Daytime has its perks, sure. But nighttime? Nighttime is her turf. Windows closed, curtains drawn, candles lit, a silence that envelops everything. Not the silence of the day, oppressive and lazy. But the silence of the night; crickets chirp, winds blow, occasional car horns echo from far away. There is something inspiring in this silence, […]

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after dinner

She pulled back her sleeve to check the time. Before she could register that it was 11.00, raindrops spattered all over her arm, covering the face of the watch. She looked up, “It’s quite late, I should probably go”, she said to him. “Yeah, sure”, he replied, getting up to walk out with her. “I […]

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creating horrors

What motivates artists to take the liberty of creation in their hands, sometimes without giving any thought to the moral consequences of it? Sometime back, I wrote a short story for a class assignment. The story was about two sisters, with a ten-year age gap. They get orphaned and the elder sister mostly brings up […]

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