The man in black was back. This was the sixth time in the last six months that I saw him speaking to John in our front yard. As with every time, the stranger had his back to me. I was too far away and the light too low for me to try to read John’s … Continue reading The Dark Stranger
Wakes can be such a depressing affair, especially on such a lovely day. I had my back to the relatives of the deceased, milling about with barely concealed greed. They Never gave a damn about her when she was alive, but wasted little time in descending upon her still-warm body like a flock of carrion … Continue reading The Dearly Departed
The patient, as usual, sat as still as a statue in the recreation room. He neither said a word, nor moved a muscle. He just sat there, as he always did, observing, watching the nurses in their starched, stark uniforms speaking to other patients in soft, reassuring voices. One laughed at a patient’s joke, unfunny … Continue reading Remember My Name
She sighed, and put down the glass tumbler of whisky. “Do you believe in love at first sight,” she asked her companion, who shook his head. “As cliché as it sounds, it was love at first sight for him,” she said, “or so he claimed.” She let out a bitter chuckle and downed the whisky. … Continue reading Desperate Times
He stood there motionless, a studious finger tapping pursed lips as he studied his vast array of knives. He had all sorts — big, cruel ones, dainty-yet-deadly ones, knives with blunt edges and those that can sever a man’s limb before he knows it; he had them all. In an absent-minded motion, he reached out … Continue reading Slice of Life
I moved into this flat just a couple of days ago, and I have yet to feel comfortable here. On paper, it’s perfect. A massive tree just outside my window provides the right amount of cover from the harsh sun. The nights are breezy, and the gentle rustling of the leaves on the tree is … Continue reading Birds of a Feather
I was going stir-crazy, so I decided to head to the nearest bar. Four drinks down, I saw this girl making eyes at me. A slight nod of greeting and three more drinks later, we were struggling to get our clothes off in the loo.
Look at her, so peaceful in her sleep, so blissfully unaware of her impending doom, Albert thought, she is a rather beautiful woman, isn’t she? Take in that flawless skin, those powder blue eyes, that long, slender, straight nose and those perfect teeth. Bask in her dazzling smile, and the inert dignity. Her beauty, if anything, is enhanced in repose.
He remembered the fateful night like it was yesterday. He could still hear the terrified screams as the killer stalked his wife through their darkened house, as he lay on the floor, emasculated with fear.
He stood like that till he felt the music begin to tingle. The tingling began in his toes before turning into a raging surge of electricity throughout his body. It went and fired his brain up and he looked into the crowd for the first time.