Fiction

THE PEOPLE SHALL SMELL

From the vantage point provided by the high-raised veranda overlooking the lake, he could barely make out the image of the children chattering away excitedly as only innocent souls can in the far distance. What his diminishing eyesight and non-sonic hearing denied him was that an argument proportional only to revolutionary warfare itself (at least …

Belated Valentine

They chased the moon. Hand in hand. Sweaty hands squeaking against each other. But never letting go. Tightly clasped. Like white and milk. Two inseparable friends. Except when there’s chocolate involved. Or strawberry. Bubble-gum even. These three tend to break up this pure friendship, in the guise of sweetening things up. Why does anyone need …

Stay Woke

It could only be the sleepers. What does it mean anyway? To sleep? To willingly suspend one’s consciousness, giving in to baser instincts. No way people like that could be trusted. A person who does that is not above suspending morality – worse still; thinking. The sleepers are also wont to practice the dangerous art …

Settling Down

You should’ve waited for me. But you never said I should. Did I have to? Of course not. So you knew? I knew. Still you went ahead. Without me. How long was I supposed to wait? Forever if needs be!   Silence grabbed the feed by the scruff and made it its bitch. Heavy breathing …