tales of Suchita

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  • Torment – a micro tale

    Torment – a micro tale

    The dream is be whatever you want to be.

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  • Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

    Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

    What they feared had finally come to pass – the legend that earth would overturn the dominance of the human race had come true.

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  • Three old women

    Anjali sat on one of the chairs, shaking with age. She kept her cane to one side and looked at her watch. As the minute hand crossed 12, two more women, as old, perhaps older – no one really knew because no one was keeping count – sat on the remaining chairs, kept in readiness

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  • 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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  • 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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  • Five #MicroTales

    Five #MicroTales

    DoorThe door must hold…that order lost him the war. The door indeed held – held while the troops were slaughtered, as they tried to break free. PyreAnd as the sun rose, he returned to his empty bed and she walked away from her funeral pyre to return to the light above.

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