Three Hours

I don’t really know what this is. Maybe an attempt on emphasising what is abstract.  His back ached as he straightened himself. Still sitting cross-legged, he stretched himself. He heard his bones crack. He twisted his body left and right. Crack. Crack. This gave him a sense of relief and he sighed as his ache disappeared. He… Continue reading Three Hours

Gorilla Vu and the Evils

Here is something which me and my friend Nu came up with while riding back home on a bus. We had to spend the next two hours in the cramped bus (over-cramped bus! like most inter-city buses) and as we were so bored of doing nothing for almost an hour, we wrote a story. (She… Continue reading Gorilla Vu and the Evils