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November 25, 2024
Poetry Minjzi

Doomed Were The Threads

All is at odds with us. Doomed were the threads that tensely held the alliance of us. We are floating amongst the dreams and the past of us. Tranquillity of that fire will never arise. You thrive in the corners, in the inflows of me. Cut in in the slits, you…
November 25, 2024
Mystery Stories Marvel Chukwudi Pephel

This Way To The Berry Desideratum

"I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library." – Jorge Luis Borges Earth, circa 2200. A tree wilts and dies, gradually, To the roots. A cormorant glides across the surface of a sea, Picking a dead stinking fish. Golden Duke Hemlocks are…
November 25, 2024
Poetry Minjzi

Vanished Possibilities

It’s crossing over you and drowning you into immensity. Wrapped, intertwined, buried with vanished possibilities. You stand alone on the road where sorrow lives. And remember, remember how to rescue yourself from the silhouette of the past, stuck in your…
November 25, 2024
Flash Fiction Syed Hassan Askari

I Am A free Man

The sun hung low in the sky, covered by the clouds, casting a dim, shadowy light against the crumbling walls of Ghulam Ali’s small house. He sat with his mother inside the prayer room, a prayer mat laid in front of him. The silence prevailed everywhere as he…
November 23, 2024
Poetry Sandra

Crying Yourself To Sleep

They say crying yourself to sleep is complete madness. So I answer back: How else am I supposed to wash away the sadness? I lay down in bed, tears filling my eyes. I don't feel happiness again until I finally realize my tears have dried. Only then does sleep…
November 18, 2024
Flash Fiction Muhammad Hasnain

A Brush With Hope

Isabella sipped her coffee while gazing at the golden leaves drifting in the wind. The air carried a chill, but inside the café, she felt wrapped in warmth. In the quiet hum of the café, she was trying to find peace, a brief escape from the thoughts of last…
November 18, 2024
General Stories Olya

Chiruvi

I'm Ziggy Siegfried. But that probably doesn't count. Only my grandmother, who gave me a rather stony name, occasionally calls me that. She says it in public to make others [and herself] believe that I represent something great. But I'm just Ziggy. No one…
November 16, 2024
Science Fiction Stories Nelly Shulman

Post 43

Sprawled in the engineer's chair, Valentin put his feet up on the dashboard. The foggy bulk of Saturn shimmered in the panoramic windows of the cockpit. “It's your turn,” he said, handing Gao the laser cannon sight. “I'm going to blow this rock apart now,”…
November 16, 2024
Science Fiction Stories Koos Herselman

Odyssey To Eden

The stars looked different from the bridge of the Odyssey, humanity's first interstellar spacecraft. Captain Amina Solano leaned forward, gazing through the reinforced windows at the shimmering canvas stretched before her. She knew these stars weren’t the…
November 16, 2024
Flash Fiction Syed Hassan Askari

Unwanted Faces

Whenever she entered the classroom, Jameela felt like she had horns sprouting out of her head as everyone stared at her strangely with wide eyes. She would sit quietly in the far corner of the class room, always feeling a light-year distance between herself…
November 07, 2024
Horror Stories Chuck Suave

I Am A Werewolf, But I'm Different

I am a werewolf, but I'm different. I am neither beast nor man but somewhere in between. An anomaly to everything that I am supposed to be. It's not quiet in the Highlands, not if you listen closely enough. Whispers are carried in the wind and we hear…
November 07, 2024
Science Fiction Stories Koos Herselman

When We Were Human

The sky was a tapestry of fading light, painted in shades of deep indigo and dusky gold as twilight settled over the vast, silent plain. The land stretched endlessly in all directions, barren and still, a place where time seemed to gather in pools between the…

In Tamil Nadu, there was no general entrance examination for admission to medical studies four years ago but the general entrance examination called KEET has been in force form the last four years.

This makes it difficult for many lay people to enrol in medical college. Facing this choice for many is a challenge. However one can join the medical course only if they have cleared the exam.

Manikkam arrived at the police station. Upon entering to the police station, the police station writers sighed and asks 

"So when was the exam for your daughter ?"

"Yes sir two days to write," he replied to the station writer , and went to his seat and sat down.

Only the body of the manikkam was sitting on the seat and his thoughts were all rippling somewhere. He was also counting on his daughters future in anticipation for the exam that sudar going to write again.

Manikkam could not even notice the petitioner who was standing in front of his seat holding the complaint in his hand for a long time. He was sitting in such a deep thought.

His Nearby constable Lakshmi calls 

"Sir, sir .. there is something wrong with him? Come on in, take a look and make  enquiries” Even constables voice fell on the ears of the manikkam so slowly as if someone was speaking from a deep well. It took him a while to get back to that normal situation.

While  manikkam was getting  petition from the petitioner and  reading it. Suddenly there was a feeling of being in his throat and he drank the water from nearby water bottle while he was swallowing, he could not drink the water and exhale abruptly, when he has  cough and the water dripped all over the table.

The pain occurs as if something is tightening his neck. He goes into a coma and returns to mild sobriety. The guards all came near to manikkam and relaxed him.

The manikkam couldn’t sit in that seat above it and something kept urging him.

He told the police inspector and drove home with his two-wheeler from the police station. When he reached home, he could not park the bike properly at the door. He tilted the cart down in a stumbling block. He entered the house  door entrance that was  lower to his height.

A little tap on his forehead rubbing his forehead with one hand and feels dizzy. Couldn't notice anything exactly. Wife makes him set aside.

"Why are u so early?"  She asks Nothing fell on manikkam ear when he heard that, only darkness in his eyes a faint murmur of ear-piercing echoed in his ears.

His wife would ask him for a long time. No questions fell on his ears, faintly he knew his wife and suddenly only a twinkle in the eyes of the manikkam flowed and he slowly opened his mouth.

"Where is  sudar?" He asked.

"She hasn't come out of her room! since morning?" As soon as the answer came from Sudar's mother, Manikkam got up slowly and started knocking on the door of Sudar's room. For a long time no response from sudar. That environment made the manickam mind set even more vague.

Sudar's mother began to cry. It is a guard quarters. There are families of guards nearby. Hearing the noises coming from the house of  manikkam, the nearby friends started entering into the house one by one.

"What's the matter sir?"

Manikkam replied "The door of this room makes trouble   Papa sudar were reading in side. We shouted for a long time .. Papa didn’t open the door?"

They decided to break the door, a hard hit. When the door starts to open slowly, the mother of the sudar starts screaming  Manikkam has never seen her daughter in such a condition. sudar was always Bloom’s brightly like a lamp. When it opens darkness appears inside the room.

she tightens her neck through the ceiling fan using her shawl, she was wearing.

Only when he saw his daughter hanging motionless with a cloth around her neck. Any father can’t tolerate that one moment of their children that one moment, when he sees in the distance, his daughter who gave birth to this world surrounded by darkness. Manikkam grabbed her legs and screaming aloud.

Sudar…… sudar….”his eyes were full of tears Of love.

The mother of the sudar hits on her head and began to scream as much as the world could hear. The mothers scream was not only heard by the rulers and the kings of justice.

The neighbourhood of the sudar were doing the work for the funeral of her. When they received the body of  sudar after post modem from GH. 

They put  Sudar on a bench and poured water on her head and rubbed yellow on her face. Such a gloomy face. Manikkam had never seen his dear like that before so brightly and when he saw that face is full of yellow. He started to crack even more.

When Sudar’s mom saw her daughter  was lying like a wood but her face was blooming. She screamed with her Subconscious.

Aw.… oh you my god, Where are you going from now on .. Let us all go, Who are we going to live for. ”

What a blessing we have lost  of you. Our life is immovable.”

"Alas, my princess not even have a word to say in the morning,  I will no longer hear anymore. You have orphaned us who is going to sleep on my lap anymore. ”

"Come and lie down on your mother's lap you my darling .." She put the immovable sudar on her lap and sang a lullaby.

Kamani Sudar, how we will be without seeing you?

Where will we be?

We will wait forever

You’re smiling mother

All the flowers that fell on yours laughter

They Dropped out to the way of for your grave ward

We will wait forever

Let us sleep forever.

You are the one who spoke the language of a kid.

We were watching the language of speech

Not a word  today

Grave chariot is waiting for you.

We will wait forever, my dear.

Let us sleep forever.”

Tears welled up in the eyes of everyone present as they listened to the song. She hugged her daughter tightly while singing the lullaby and kissed her all over her face.

Sudar's mother's throat is dry, Tears from her eyes. All her worries were that the tragedy of not being able to get her dead daughter back was turning her hearts in.

While they were all crying for the sudar outside. The notebooks she used on the desk  where she was reading.  Through the opened  window wind blows. The pages of the note-book turned  something in the letter of bloodshed in the past.

"Dad, Mom I would have gone too far away from you. when you read this the absence of mine is in this note. I have a hard time… Dad.

I can't write this KEET (killing Eligibility entrance test) the expectations of you on mine were killing me, I can't  achieve our dream.

You people were having a big dream on me I don’t want to spoil. 

My death was not a suicide. It was a murder committed by the government, the judiciary and the rulers.

If only one choice would decide the mortal life of the students We do not want that choice.

From Anita sister to still with me thirteen students have died  till now. The government and the rulers who are burying the students' future in this country are ruling in graveyards.

Mom, Dad .. I'm leaving. I can not live among them. Excuse me, I'm tired.

I am sorry, I am tired.”

The wind blew through each side of the pages, with painful lines on the end.

Sudar was taken to the yard with everyone’s painful mourning.



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