A Story In
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The Stranger
There was a man who looked at her deep into her eyes. The gaze was strong. As strong as to peer through her soul. She saw him again and then again. Sometimes at the supermarket, then at the gym, and then at a night walking past by her. She was with another man, but their eyes locked. The guy noticed she was holding the hand of someone else and crossed by him. Their eyes met again. The girl found it pretty strange and in her innocence she told the guy that she often bumps into this stranger and wonders why? From Guest Contributor Preeti Singh
Preeti is a novice cine writer and translator. In her free time she loves to hum and strum her guitar. Also, she is a nature lover who loves birds, plants and the skies.
House Guest
A puppy was shivering in freezing wind and Bholu decided to bring it home and provide shelter for a night. He hid it from his granny, but as soon as Bholu dozed off to sleep the puppy came out and started licking the old granny's feet. The poor lady screamed and woke up from her sleep. The puppy got scared and hid under a cupboard in the room. Granny caught hold of a torch and flashed it under the cupboard. She saw two sparkling eyes gazing at her. She pulled it out and wondered how it got into the house.
From Guest Contributor Preeti Singh
Preeti is an Indian French interpreter, international author, and scriptwriter. In her free time, she loves to play sundry characters for television series.
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Stupid-Cupid
It was late evening of my birthday dinner, and we were having a nice time watching our favorite TV show. In between the commercial breaks we had some small discussions. My friend shared a video. She was narrating the story to me and told me that in the story there is a small boy flying in the air with a bow and arrow who makes people fall in love when they get struck by his arrow. Smiling at the innocence, I said, 'We call it Cupid' and she replied back with the same innocence, 'Oh wow, cupid is so stupid.'
From Guest Contributor Preeti Singh
Preeti is a French language interpreter and media professional who is engaged in writing short films and playing characters for tv series. You can get in touch with her at http://languages-consult.com/
Disturbed
There was an old man who never slept at night. I saw him often from my room, I recognized him but didn't know him.
I used to see a flickering light in his room, it disturbed me and didn't let me sleep. I wanted to shout 'could you turn off the light' but never did.
My sister got married and I shifted to her room. I never saw him again; now all I get to see is a closed window with broken glass. I wonder where he's gone? Previously, the open window disturbed me and now it's the closed one.From Guest Contributor Preeti Singh
Preeti is a french language interpreter and a media professional who is engaged in writing short films and playing characters for tv series.
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