"So hukuji?" I asked after hanging up, biting my lower lip. "How could... how could she!" I lamented jeremiacally, if there is anything like that. Triza Triza,you tell me to iza, no pun intended though. Newsflash! Triza was my first girlfriend. Nature had, in the past, had tried to link me with Triza countless times … Continue reading So Hukuji
“Back off Dude! Get out of my personal bubble! ” Those were the only words I ever got from her. She’s not your ordinary woman though she’s childish, adult, sensible, unreasonable - usually one when she should be the other. She’s very pretty although not necessarily in an obvious way. She’s lithe as cat, muscular … Continue reading Proxemics
Anita gently passes her eyeshadow brush over her eyelids. This ritual –eye shading- normally has a characteristic to give her a pink tinge-pink is her favorite-, making her eyes look like they are popping out. Nowadays however it seems not to be doing the trick. She tries to do it all over again, nothing! The … Continue reading Anita
Sharon, Sharon get up. I understand that you are confused right now, but everything will make sense soon. That right there is you, your physical body that is, trying to recover from a bullet wound. My name is not that important, just know that I am related to Cupid, and yes I am in the … Continue reading For love, by love
Don't have time to read? Listen to the story from here. Hey. Probably I should have done this a couple of years ago. 11 to be precise. 2009- When I cared less about people’s opinions and shame was nothing but a passing cloud. That time when none of us had been through the fire of … Continue reading Dear Crush,
A sequel to the story "Shoot your Shot!" Your arrival today caught me unawares. You should have rung to say you were coming. Maybe then I could have changed into something else girly. These may be my favorite pajamas but now looking at the creases and the missing button, I don't feel so good about … Continue reading She Said No, But There was More…
PART 3 …continued I could not take in more of what Father was saying. I regretted even asking him to narrate the story in the first place. He disgusted me. The world could definitely do without people like him. People who realize the vulnerability of the human will and take advantage of the weak. Why … Continue reading Atonement.
“Man of the cloak! Meet the man with Glock! You’re going to pay for what you’ve done. You pig! Filthy Pig!” The hypocrite was sweating profusely. Maybe I didn’t even have to blow his brains out. He’d probably drown in a pool of his own sweat and fake tears. Maybe also urine? Had he shit … Continue reading Man of the Glock!