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The Blimeys - Remorse - Anshulika Bansal

Remorse

“Arbaaz Khan?” “Present Miss” “Santoshi Gupta?” “Present Miss” “Ritika Singh?” “Present Miss”, she replied from the classroom door. “You are…

The Blimeys- Something That Fits- Anshulika Bansal

Something That Fits 

I derive an incomprehensible joy in shedding tears. There are some people who don't desire harm; on the contrary, I…

The Blimeys - Ya' Aburnee - Short Story

Ya’ Aburnee

She was so fragile. I took her in my arms to carry her towards the bed. It was the time…

The Blimeys

Random Musings

My heart still cries for you... The beautiful evenings, beautiful rains and the beautiful mornings used to bring peace and…