“A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, there lived a species which fought against the digital age. They used their digits dexterously to hold an implement that marked thin, flat surfaces – to put their thoughts down or to make images or to humor their imagination,” said my grandchildren to their grandchildren.
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This 55-word story is in response to a prompt on ‘paper’ from here.
मेरी बातों में खुद को न खोज, ऐ दीवाने, कहीं हर लफ्ज़ में खुद को पा के परेशान तू न हो जाए। मुस्कुराता देखना चाहते तो हो मुझे तुम हर दम, पर क्या हो, अगर हर मुस्कान की वजह तुम हो जाओ। मेरे पीछे से, हर कदम पर मेरे सलामती हो चाहते, बस पलट के […]
बालों की सफेदी तो, वक्त का तक़ाज़ा है बस, काश वक्त साथ अपने थोड़े अरमान भी ले जाता।
“ They chatted and giggled together. Making up stories of people around them at the airport. Their hands brushed every once in a while. Shoulders touched as one helped the other pick up a bag. They smiled a knowing, excited, awkward smile. Her pretty eyes met his charming smile. Almost at the same time, both […]
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