Month: August 2016

Reality

“Well sir, you’re dressed and brushed, ready for school,” said Tim, who sat rocking his chair and sipping a cup of coffee, in front of a mirror that reflected a wall where a number of photographs were hoisted contrasting to himself.  Tim liked putting up his own photographs for he believed it helped him to Read More …

Freud

Freud woke up from his siesta. He arched his back and let out a sigh. Relief coursed through his veins. He got up and came out of the bed. Looking back he saw his bareback partner sleeping peacefully. He smirked. He liked scoring chicks. He liked the smell of their pheromones, the way everybody seemed Read More …

Smack’d

If I asked you, when did you last feel most vulnerable, your last Thai massage session or the last time you lay bare on the second date night itself would probably hit you instantly. Makes sense. What sure does not, is the last time I felt so was when I stood in front of the Read More …

Incubus

David Ahmed was a young man who had been living in a city full of buildings of hope, monotony and despair, in this present line of context. David never contested with the inhabitants of this city rather he gazed at them and gains incredible pleasure from this observational indulgence. This pleasure wasn’t just momentary but was an entity Read More …