The next few days that followed the joyride were clouded by conflicting mix of emotions in varying degrees. Bloody’s voice played over like a broken record inside my head. The touch of his hand lingered on like a persistent second-hand smoke clinging to my clothes. I could see his face on every blank space inside the building, in the movies I Continue reading →
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Tweet I was the perennially good girl. Trust me. But no one in school told me that temptation could sometimes get tired taking the forms of a crispy P500 bill, a cold-blooded murder, or a Rated R movie. It … Continue reading →
The traffic was extremely bad that one particular morning. I had to wake up early for the eight o’clock meeting and had to leave the house long before the people around my neck of the woods were up on their toes. I was caught up in this unimaginable two-hour traffic jam that caused the road temperature and everyone’s temper to rise Continue reading →