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My Stories

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  • 2600 words, April 14, 2009
  • The desert heat hit Vigo’s face like a blast of fire. If a new born could remember his first thoughts; Vigo would have remembered the hot blast of the desert heat that struck his face. In the arid sands of the desert, Vigo’s
    800 words, January 6, 2009
  • The sweat on Shaan’s brow irritated him. Shaan picked up the remote for the air conditioner and reset the temperature, and got back to the
    1000 words, June 23, 2008
  • “He is a genius. I tell you” Gaurav’s father had aged well. 1 / Taruna guessed he was in his mid 50’s but he did not look a day older than 40. 2 / “Have you read the
    3000 words, May 12, 2008

My Poetry

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  • A lonely trek the soldier did tread
    <100 words, January 17
  • As I looked into my wounds filled with blood and sand
    I reached out into the emptiness with my bleeding hand
    <100 words, September 20, 2008
  • The man knelt and picked up a trampled rose He blew into the soiled rose to reveal its true colour
    <100 words, July 19, 2008

My other items

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  • In the end at allpoetry
    As I looked into my wounds filled with blood and sand
    I reached out into the emptiness with my bleeding hand
  • Trampled roses at allpoetry
    The man knelt and picked up a trampled rose He blew into the soiled rose to reveal its true colour
  • A question of faith at allpoetry
    “I seek a purpose father” the Knight said kneeling before the holy man “What do you mean son?” said the holy man in white

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