Short stories

Bloody Monday

On Monday┬ámorning I sat on the desk to enter user id and password to unlock my screen of PC, my mailbox just gleamed with the bunch of emails to keep me occupied throughout a day. How the hell I could work with sleepy head and boozy mind. I cruelly looked to my boss, he gives… Continue reading Bloody Monday

Short stories

The Girl on the Balcony

Once in a while, I wish I could remember the day, the sun was at his peak, it must be 12 in the afternoon. I was shielded over three sides of the heated wall at last floor of my building. The fierce temperature of the earth lead me to the bathroom, I put my head… Continue reading The Girl on the Balcony