Tag: horror
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Mohan Lodge
It was one fine morning when I woke up and decided to visit my birthplace. No one in my relation or acquaintances lived there anymore, but this fact was of no significance to me when the desire was so strong that it reminded me of The Beatles’ I Want You. Then I got ready and…
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I am Safe
I was a kid. Indian Railways. I still remember myself travelling with my family in the Sleeper class. Four of us. Two lower, Two middle, We preferred. Nights were the best. Me and my brother opened both the shutters of the window – the glass and the aluminium – and flew paper planes. They were…