Third person narratives
Work She was sitting in the car discussing work with her new-found friend when her phone rang. It was her manager again. "Hello, where are you right now?" "I am in a car going towards the office from a training in Antwerp." "Uhm, weren'
IIMB
'Twas the nights after IIMB, when all through the room, Just a solitary alumna was sitting, alone in the gloom; The books were gathering cobwebs and lots of dust, The light was from the computer screen- glow it must; The family was nestled all snug in their beds, While
Third person narratives
The crow was flying in a straight line because that is what was expected of it everytime someone uttered that ill-fated phrase "as far as the crow flies." Poor crow. It had an errand to do; it had to reach a Land Far Far Away. Was this crow
Family
The fan was creaking in the room; it was the only noise in the silence that had suddenly descended. This was the sort of silence where the participants smiled quick awkward smiles around which never meant anything special. She spent sometime looking up at the rafters of the house. The
Third person narratives
The first droplets of water splattered the dusty ground. The smell of the first rains lay heavy in the air around as the heavens showered their blessings on the parched earth. In one of the innumerable apartment complexes of a grimy city far removed from the mundane pleasures of life,
Arbit
Blogger, before you enter, be warned! Shruti Fraud and Jax are registered BlogSpot versions of REAL people. It's your lookout, if you come across either of us! We take no prisoners! "ARGHHHHHHHHHH", the scream of frustration resounded in the air in C#. Shruti Fraud nearly jumped