fiction

Rezendevous

I peered over the boundary wall, and it was quite tall, which made things a tad difficult. But I was drawn to this house, time and again, I could not help it. The little boy was standing besides his tricycle, while his dad was working on the support wheels. “Dad, I am not so sure […]

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The Waiting Room

Mrs. Lauren White or Laura as she was called a few days back, before her marriage, sat down with her cup of coffee in a chair of an almost full waiting room in Terminal 2 of the JFK Airport. She liked to be called Laura, just Laura, because somehow the name ‘Lauren White’ that too […]

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