Tales of Two

Sebastian and Leah: Illusions

It is a great night, more cooler than it should be. The summers are parting and winters are headed this way. I sat in the endless corridor, with my cup of tea and a notebook in my hand. I gotta finish studying this topic by midnight. I gotta get over it by midnight But do… Continue reading Sebastian and Leah: Illusions

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Medicine: Year 1

A thousand miles seems pretty far But they’ve got planes and trains and cars I’d walk to you if I had no other way

  Hey there Delilah What's it like in New York City? I'm a thousand miles away But girl, tonight you look so pretty There are places in the world, of all types and all kinds. Those scenes so beautiful and breathtaking, those valleys hell-hound and horrible. Places have feelings about them, because of the memories they… Continue reading A thousand miles seems pretty far But they’ve got planes and trains and cars I’d walk to you if I had no other way

Short Stories

I dwell with a strangely aching heart , In that vanished abode there far apart, On that disused and forgotten road

Back to the cliffs. Let's walk barefoot again. Yeah, come on. Kick the boots away, little more pain will not kill you. It will barely register, trust me. Hop up The girl was naive, her eyes red with all the crying. Her dress dirty from lurking in the store all day long. I helped her… Continue reading I dwell with a strangely aching heart , In that vanished abode there far apart, On that disused and forgotten road

Short Stories

Sometimes, no matter how much faith we have, we lose people. But you never forget them. And sometimes, it’s those memories that give us the faith to go on

Night or early day, I know not. My eyes flew open as the stab settled in No, Lord NO! I knew the pain that would take over, starting from the shoulder blades down to the arm, now the ribs too. Clutching my teeth shut I sped to the kitchen. No, God, no. Popped the pills… Continue reading Sometimes, no matter how much faith we have, we lose people. But you never forget them. And sometimes, it’s those memories that give us the faith to go on

Short Stories, Tales of Two

And all I loved, I loved alone

And so hollow does it feel. With every breath I intake I can feel my deserted insides. As if someone carved out the contents, leaving me void and vulnerable. Yes, it felt like that. I could feel the wooden shavings lying around me, chipped off from a wooden body, undoubtedly my own, so painfully my own....I might have… Continue reading And all I loved, I loved alone

Letters, Tales of Two

Letter One: Claire writes

Okay, This is really strange I know you asked me to write letters since your stupid boarding house does not let you use internet for communication. What sick rule is that and what sick place is it! And you are not supposed to have cellphones, what are you training to be, a nun? Come on… Continue reading Letter One: Claire writes