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7 Times Sin Is 55: Greed

4 Sep

He sidled toward her when no one was looking. Back turned to him, she was unwrapping the bright orange sweet received for knowing her numbers. A quick glance later, his teeth sank into his chubby arm and the ensuing howl ensured she was carried away, the sweet lying unopened and brightly orange on the floor.

7 Times Sin Is 55: Wrath

3 Sep

“Did she hurt you?” Mohan’s mother asked, her worried eyes scanning her son’s face.

He thought back to the early days of his marriage, when his wife’s wild rages had her smashing crockery, ripping the sheets, sending watches, forks and vases his way.

“No, Mother,” he staidly replied, nodding at the memory. “She always missed.”

7 Times Sin Is 55: Envy

1 Sep

Mahrukh’s mother laid out the girls’ pyjamas.

“Lend the new set to your friend,” she said, fingering the frayed edges of her daughter’s lilac pair.

She walked in the next morning to find two soundly sleeping girls, one in shredded nightclothes and the other clutching a pair of scissors, smiling sweetly in her dreams.

Excerpt From An Email

26 Aug

Lately, I’ve been overcome by the feeling that I’m standing tiptoed on a precipice, with the End calling out to me and Life beckoning on the safer side. I know I won’t slip. Not because I’m sure-footed, but because any falling on my part will be entirely intentional, a willful plunge of finality. So here I am, standing on my rapidly tiring toes, taking in the view, wondering which decision will be borne to fruition first. They shouldn’t accord such power to us mortals, really.

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