The restaurant sat on the edge of a fading city square, its neon sign flickering weakly in the winter evening. Arjun arrived first, his heavy coat wrapped tightly around his frame. The years had not been kind to his once-athletic build, though his thick salt-and-pepper hair and thick black framed glasses, gave him an airContinue reading “The Dinner”
Author Archives: Patmaj
Jacob’s Basement
Jacob lived alone at the edge of a forest no one cared to name, in a house that had forgotten what it meant to be a home. It stood lonely and decrepit, almost like a skeleton with loose skin. The walls of the house had never seen a second coat of paint ever since itsContinue reading “Jacob’s Basement”
Moments
The café sat at the corner of a sleepy street, its wide windows fogged with the breath of winter. Inside, the air was warm and rich with the scent of coffee and croissants. The walls were a patchwork of faded photographs and shelves cluttered with mismatched books, the kind no one really read but couldn’tContinue reading “Moments”
The Table By The Window
The café sat tucked in a quiet corner of the city, the kind of place where the hum of life seemed softer, where time stretched lazily, curling around steaming cups of coffee and the rustle of newspapers. It was where two strangers met—every day, almost—but never quite. He sat by the window. She sat byContinue reading “The Table By The Window”
Absent Echoes
The Disappearance Rishi Mukherjee was a man most people overlooked. A middle-aged, soft-spoken man with graying hair and a slight stoop, he moved through life like a shadow. To his wife Anuradha, he was dependable but dull. To his teenage son Rahul, he was strict, a relic of a generation that didn’t understand modern life.Continue reading “Absent Echoes”
Three Shadows (concluding part)
As dawn broke over the city, the hospital room remained shrouded in an oppressive silence. The monitors surrounding Raagini’s bed emitted faint, rhythmic beeps, a fragile reminder of the life that clung on. Outside, a new day began for the bustling city, but for those entwined in this tragedy, time seemed to stand still. InContinue reading “Three Shadows (concluding part)”
Three Shadows
The room reeked of antiseptic, despair, and an eerie stillness punctuated by the faint, rhythmic beeps of the machines which were keeping her alive. Raagini Arora, once the epitome of grace and ambition, lay motionless on the hospital bed. Her pale face contrasted sharply with the bruises and bandages that marred her delicate features. TheContinue reading “Three Shadows”
The Kiss
He rested his head against the pillar and shut his eyes. The tears kept streaming down his face and he didn’t try and stop them. He felt numb at that moment as he felt his body leaning more and more on the pillar. He had seen enough. To see her kiss some other man withContinue reading “The Kiss”
The Hollow Building
The town had always felt small, but something about the building at the edge of it gave it a vast, empty weight. As Raghav stood before the decrepit structure, the peeling paint, the cracked windows, and the cold stone beneath his feet, a strange compulsion pulled him forward. It had been years since he’d thoughtContinue reading “The Hollow Building”
The Last Sip
The café was warm and bustling, a haven for coffee lovers. The air was thick with the scent of roasted beans, mingling with the sweet undertones of pastries just out of the oven. She loved it here, the cozy atmosphere, the hum of conversation, and the comfort of the steam rising from the cups aroundContinue reading “The Last Sip”
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