October 28, 2009
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Sands of time
The scorching sun follows me Hot dunes burn my feet I know you are waiting for me As I leave the last oasis. A grain of sand tears my skin T...
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‘Just a few days more & Barbie would be gone’ mama said coldly. ‘Don’t worry I am there with you always' said little Lisa conso...
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Well what I am about to tell you is quite an unbelievable little story. Just wish it doesn't happen to you.That's all. It is a st...
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what is life but an excuse for death,or death but an escape from life... just like the butterfly counts not months...but moments...and ...
Hi gyanaban!
ReplyDeleteHey my very first time here!! I loved this 55Fiction so much! Good one yaar!! U don't have a followers widget?
P.S: Hey I love ur template!!
Nicely done...
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comments.Didn't realize anybody would be interested to follow this blog...well I have added the link now.
ReplyDeleteI've tried my hand at micro-fiction. Do let me know what you think...
ReplyDeleteHmm .. 'living' and existing sometimes are so very similar that it requires no effort .. interesting story.
ReplyDeleteLook at those who are dead and living around you.
ReplyDeleteDo let me know your take on my latest flash fiction...
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