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Neelam Chandra Saxena

“This pup is so choosy! I had made this butter chicken with my own hands. Just throw it away now,” sighed Mrs Singh.
Minu, the maid was disposing the food. Her own tongue was wet with desire. Nevertheless, as she looked at the beggar children rushing, she gave up.  The pup lay lazily watching them eat.

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Rahul Jain

I wrote an award winning fiction story
Only 55 pages long
Then organizer asked to wordweave it into 55 words
And my head started to bong against the tong
I have always been a winner,
Never to be defeated
So I finally reduced it to 55 words in the end,
And only these lines remained

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-Heema Shirvaikar

She eyes that yellow dress longingly. That beautifully sewn chiffon wonder. She knows she’ll never be able to afford it. But it doesn’t cost to just look, does it? No, but it hurts. It’s painful to look at it, knowing it’ll never be yours. She sighs; and walks away, her heart a little heavier.

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- Sai Santosh Somuri

I went outside to take a stroll. A peculiar dark blue patch in the sky on a cool summer evening just began to catch my attention before I hurt my toe on the narrow pathway. I became aware of the distance between us, the patch and me.
I bled red. But the sky bled blue.

 
 

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