The Secret Sister of Awan Alee – Part V

The Secret Sister of Awan Alee – Part V

By Ashutosh GursaleNo Comments
Complete parts: Author’s Note (Password: sister) I II III IV V VI VII VIII IX   27 December 2016 Dear Scarlett, Hey di! Exams are over. So trust me when I say, I rocked 'em. I'm pretty sure I'll at least get a 7.9 or 8! Now let's cut the crap and get to business. evil laugh the fresher’s party is happening and on the best day it could happen! It's happening on the New Years' Eve. Well to be honest it is the idea of the students living in hostel even during the holidays, and it's limited to hostel students. But everyone is invited. evil laugh interrupted by coughing this is so confusing when I try to explain. Now, I'm gonna tell you a secret. Today, in the office of our warden I saw the cutest girl in the whole world. If I'm right (by any miracle) then she's joining our hostel. If I see her in our hostel again I'm going to die! I just stood  in the middle of the hallway staring at...
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The Secret Sister Of Awan Alee – Part II

The Secret Sister Of Awan Alee – Part II

By Ashutosh Gursale5 Comments
Complete parts: Author’s Note (Password: sister) I II III IV V VI VII VIII IX 29 August, 2016 Dear sister, Hello didi! I missed you a lot, did you miss me too? I thought of a name for you. I'll name you Scarlett. The name Scarlett since recently I read the cult classic- Gone with the Wind. The name seems bold to me, exactly how I feel about you. By the way, did you know this book GWTW showcases a war, slavery and other such human grievances? It reminded me about the Syrian Civil War. I could completely relate with the feelings of the characters in the book, having no idea of when something will go wrong or if tomorrow would be safe to enjoy playing football with Ayman and the other buddies back home. But the case here is so much opposite, indeed mum dad were right. I like studying here and staying carefree from any other tensions. Last night, the three of us managed to sneak out after curfew hours. It was raining,...
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The Verbal Sketch

The Verbal Sketch

By Ashutosh Gursale15 Comments
Let's sketch perfection, Mrs. Artist. It's been years that we've been together. I've seen you work day & night to get every stroke of the pencil perfectly rub against the canvas. All the frames in our room are filled with exuberant portraits and the liveliest landscapes. I love each of them, I do, but one thing I always wonder— Why isn't your face on any of them? The question's easy to ask, than solve by myself, because I know your skills are a mixture of practice and talent. Yet, I would love to begin with the gift. I'll stare down the blank canvas, picturing which expression of yours shall I portray? I hope you don't run into the room and ask me about it. It'll be my surprise. I'll sketch you from the perspective of my very own eyes. I'll start with your doll face, shouldn't I? Then stretch your flicks down to your waist and leave just a strand falling on your face, the way...
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My Precious Valentine

My Precious Valentine

By Ashutosh Gursale9 Comments
Dear Valentine, Sorry for being late, I know I'll be late to meet you since it's midnight and I'm not yet asleep. I even forgot to turn on the light in Ava's room. She's been having tough time sleeping alone and I've been putting her to the deeper part of sleep myself, lately. Let's not talk about me, let us talk about you! How are you? I know you've missed me cause I've missed you, too much. The last time we met, I truly enjoyed your birthday cake! I still feel the rich chocolaty taste of it and it makes my taste buds tickle. Not that I didn't like my birthday cake, but yours was the best. Gladly, cakes don't melt quickly in the winter season. Are we going to have a cake tomorrow? I'm really confused on how to celebrate our day tomorrow and thus I'm writing this letter. I initially wanted to confess about not having a plan for tomorrow but I guess it...
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