Realistic Fiction

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as the brain rots

Ritwik’s room smelled like a curious mix of stale McDonald’s burgers and musty clothes. Anyone walking into the room of his studio apartment (technically, his room was the studio apartment) would take a step back because of the smell. Ritwik couldn’t smell it, just as fish can’t smell salt in water. His single-size bed lay […]

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A futile hope

Madhuri stared at her mother and tried to remember the last time she had seen a smile on her face. She thought it probably might have been when they had all gone out to the beach almost a year back. Her mother had worn a beautiful blue saree, one that she saved for only the

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Black Feathers

The woman started cutting the carrot faster. The blade of the knife swished across the length of the carrot, each downward stroke barely missing the soft flesh of her fingers. The rhythmic thuds that the blade made against the cutting board synchronized with her heartbeats. Her hand swept across the board and small chunks of

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The Ceiling Fan

The man rolled over on his bed and stared at the ceiling. One of his feet poked out from under the dirty covers. He wiped the perspiration on his forehead with the back of his hand and let it fall on his side. The room was quiet except for the sound of traffic from down

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