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THE MANSION IN MEMORY LANE

(1)Young Tom visited his great aunt, until he was ten years old, And soon after his next birthday, her old mansion would be sold, Since she died, and he would miss them both, as nine years changed the date. He completed school, did two years work, and started college late. (2)At the end of his [...]

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My Oculist was a Carpenter

I’m now sworn against hypocrisy, which lets me poke and prod All the minor faults of Christians, while I miss the love of God. I defend my rights to swindle you, as long as I can pick One cathedral in a hundred, where the dead have caught the quick. So I shun the men, who [...]

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She pulled herself out of the water

She pulled herself out of the water, nails digging into the soggy riverbank, choking on weeds and coughing up the muck from the riverbed. She lay still for a while, long wet tendrils of her dark hair straggling across her face, her fingers embedded into the moss and leaves beneath her. Her jeans, heavy with [...]

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The Promise

1 June 4, 2006. The Lufthansa flight from Newyork landed in Chennai at 2:15 AM, thirty minutes later than the scheduled arrival time. Mohanasundaram was waiting at the arrival terminal with increasing anticipation. He scanned the hundred faces coming out of the airport for his son. After about forty-five minutes, Arun kumar walked out, waving [...]

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Au Revoir

1 Present Day It was the first Monday in weeks when I was not in office before ten. As I saw the frosted sundial of my old citizen ticking eleven thirty, I cursed myself for the umpteenth time for choosing that insurance company. I found out that the other companies did not require so many [...]

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