tales of Suchita

Short Stories

January 26, 2019

The blank page

It was the time of night when the heat finally dissipated into the air above and the dying embers slowly turned to a cool breeze that sent shivers up the foot that had the misfortune of straying out of that cozy blanket.
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January 18, 2019

I fixed it

“Christmas tree, my Christmas tree…” “Sonny, what are you doing?” asked Mother seeing the boy perched on a stool, taping the broken glass. “Who did that? Are you hurt?” “Don’t worry mommy. Billy was trying to get in. But I fixed it.”
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January 11, 2019

Being Silly

“This is silly.” “Nothing is silly.” “Everything about this is silly! The colours, the jar, the little fountain…seashells? Really? Come on!” “Suchita it is a birthday party…”
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January 4, 2019

The pointless fight

The contrast between the brown and the green was stark – like nature had drawn an invisible line separating the two.
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November 28, 2018

Home

Guarding the gates of hell Are two asuras If you can appease one You have to fight the other. Only the light of the new moon Can appease both. On such a night, They will reveal their secret. Are you ready?
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November 21, 2018

Mama I killed a man

I woke up with a severe hangover. I made my way to the bathroom lazily. I glanced at the mirror wondering if I looked as terrible as I felt. I stood staring in horror at the grotesque skull grinning at me. It was one of those clean skulls, the kind you see in museums. As…
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November 17, 2018

Successful trial

Opening my eyes, I was in a world less familiar yet more beautiful and soothing than anything I had ever experienced…to breathe felt like living a new life!
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