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StoryThe Hungry Porter Sharmi05 years 11 months ago
StoryCAPABILITY FOR WORK celticman1210 years 5 months ago
StoryMy Trip To Torquay The End Came Too Soon skinner_jennifer910 years 5 months ago
StoryA Trip To Torquay Continued A Night To Remember skinner_jennifer1110 years 5 months ago
StoryA Trip To Torquay skinner_jennifer1410 years 5 months ago
StoryMy Very First Visit To Wembley skinner_jennifer1210 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Heartstone well-wisher310 years 6 months ago
StoryLucy in the Sky Silver Spun Sand1210 years 6 months ago
StoryIn The Zone well-wisher110 years 6 months ago
StoryA Suitable Girl Sharmi012 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Birthday! A Monologue Denzella3112 years 7 months ago
StoryCanvas for the Dead Sharmi112 years 7 months ago
StoryCanvas for the Dead Sharmi412 years 7 months ago
StoryStew Sharmi412 years 7 months ago
CollectionPoetry Sharmi012 years 7 months ago
CollectionStories in Chapters Sharmi012 years 7 months ago
CollectionShort Stories Sharmi012 years 7 months ago
StoryLiving Alone II Sharmi012 years 9 months ago
StoryA Dead Man Knocked My Door Jane Hyphen612 years 11 months ago
Story'Songs of Love and Hate' Silver Spun Sand1412 years 11 months ago
StoryTo Each Their Own Silver Spun Sand1913 years 4 hours ago
StoryLiving Alone I Sharmi313 years 10 hours ago
StoryGentleman in the Station Sharmi1113 years 1 month ago
StorySixty Not Just A Number gouri_guha213 years 1 month ago
StoryMen alancjsalisbury313 years 1 month ago

My stories

The Hungry Porter

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With the sizzling onions, crackling of mustard seeds, and Zakir Hussein’s tabla on the radio, tempering rain drops on the marble window sill would...

Stew

“Why stew?” I protested. “There are Mushrooms in the fridge!” “Mushrooms won’t do…with all the cough and cold going on, stew is what we need.” My mother-in-law said.

Living Alone II

I could not possibly tell her, what happened after a girl met the boy...

Living Alone I

I think this is a girl's read.

I Hide

Inspired by all the poets of ABC...my first wobbly step towards poetry.

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