Fiction

Zarah! "Sauce ?” "No, Thanks. I’m not a person who likes sauce much" says Zarah "That’s good. In America, I mostly have food outside. So, I am used to this kind of food" said Anshul "So you freak out more ? !" – Zarah "No. I work more. This society made this gender to spend more time on work. There I am" – Anshul             *** Chuckles*** "True" said Zarah controlling her laughter. "I heard you are working on some boutique idea" –Anshul "No No. That’s not boutique, I am actually uh..making things from unused and mm.. unnecessary stuff. Things like decoration material and gifts kinda" –Zarah "Oh! It’s like BEST OUT OF WASTE ? !" –Anshul "Exactly. BEST OUT OF WASTE" said Zarah with a light in her eyes. "I used to do that when I was in school. With bottles, color papers and all that stuff. Those were the best days. So, this is your future plan ? " – Anshul "Nothing ...

Pretence I magine when you wake up this morning, you are in a strange hollow station. You observed that the platform number says 2020 and the time in digital clock 20:20. In front you, there are two trains. One that takes you to your past and the other takes you to your future. I sometimes feel regret about a few things in past and always wished to change them. So, I have chosen the train that takes me to my past. It was the day when my CAT results were released. I was so upset and lost hope on my future and life too. What if I could get a chance to change my results? Oh ! Yeah I did it. Suddenly my train entered into a new track where I can see a lot of people appreciating and praising me that I AM THE BEST. I resigned my job and applying for loans. And then this pandemic !! This erased all my dreams. The loan doesn’t sanction and there is no source income at this hard situation. I saw myself frustrated, anxious and helpless. I pretty didn’t like that picture so I ran back and back a...