Protected: F is for Fear Economy (Feardom)
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A short story about an admirer and the object of their adulation
“How did we ever get here?” Aarav was sitting up in bed.
Trigger warnings: Death, Abuse
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Today’s short story is about the power of lines – physical and intangible. The prompt was a famous Bollywood dialogue, which also appears in the story.
CafΓ© Mocha, Suresh had learnt, was coffee with a little squirt of that chocolate syrup they had in squeeze bottles. Itβs what he always ordered at a coffeeshop now. Coming from the state with the oldest and largest coffee plantations in the country, Suresh found it curious, even unfair that…
A short story about the truth behind the peaceful family.
A short story about the fads of belief and authenticity and the law. And uh, beauty.
Turena wipes the wood-top desk and arranges the white sheet over it. Itβs impractical, she has been told, but thatβs what an architect would think. No artist would deny the magic of a white surface, the dichotomy of blank or plain, the lure of bleeding the pristine. Funnily enough, that…