Tag Archives: Short story

  1. Smoky thoughts

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    05/03/2017 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    I pulled the trigger and click. I was convinced I was dead. The pistol was now empty and I had …
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  2. Unaware

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    24/05/2016 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    Once upon a time, there was a relatively short, relatively fat and bespectacled boy of 17 whose definition of a …
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  3. Beauty by the poolside

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    13/04/2015 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    She was lying stark naked by the poolside. Naked, except the casual towel thrown over her calves covering her all …
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  4. Chai Pav

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    11/04/2015 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    They spoke quietly as if afraid that they will draw attention to themselves. Though they were aware of it, they …
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  5. Book Review : The Bet

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    30/07/2013 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    Book: The Bet Author: Anton Chekhov Year: 1889 Anton Chekhov, although a playwright, was no lesser known for his short essays in which …
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We all change when you think about it. We’re all different people, all through our lives, and that’s okay, that’s good. You gotta keep moving, so long as you remember all the people that you used to be.

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because reading also involves the way your head rests on your hand as you lean over a book, the damp mark you leave on a page when reading in the tub, or being interrupted by a

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