A Comfortable Close
“I like this”, she says, “I like us.”
“We are a comfortable close.”
And she smiles at the picture on her screen one last time before switching it off.
“I like this”, she says, “I like us.”
“We are a comfortable close.”
And she smiles at the picture on her screen one last time before switching it off.
How I became a content person – it’s more than writing. It’s more than reading.
And I’ve created my first comic! Thanks to Sensorcaine for giving me the lead (do see her collection too!)
He held the door open for me and stood aside.
“Hmm, chivalry, huh?”
I smiled.
He said,
“I thought you said that chivalry died with the 60s?”
“No”
I said,
“Chivalry dies with sex.”
Rude, rude, so very rude of me. But I felt I had to be flippant to cover up my embarrassment at not knowing how to behave in an archaic social ritual like that.
You’re beautiful. For reasons I can’t explainI find my gaze pulled in the direction of youQuite incomprehensibly,I can’t think of a single intelligent thing to sayWhen you turn and smile at meAnd wait for me to behave like a normal human and respondBut I can’t. I’m lost in the wonder…
I couldn’t sleep. I knew I had to. I stared in the direction of the wall in trepedition. I knew the clock’s hands were inching towards the crashing point. Perhaps they had already passed. I was too scared to switch on the light and check. If they had passed the…
On 26 November 2008, a series of terror attacks rocked the foundation of the safest city of this country.