Kb Thakur
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- FarewellKb Thakur · 4 min read · 308 readsHe kept looking at her without blinking as if to secure an everlasting image of her in his mind, and once that picture was complete he left without a wordDrama
- A Random MorningA Random MorningKb Thakur · 2 min read · 455 readsThanks to all that, if there was a Guinness world record for quickly getting out of bed, that day, he must surely have broken it. Almost in one swift motion he jumped out of his bed, grabbed his phone from the nearby tableDrama
- PossessedPossessedKb Thakur · 8 min read · 378 readsHe had woken up just a few seconds ago and suddenly realized why, the realization sent a big chill through his spine, it was the corpse that woke him up by banging on the door of the closet from the insideDrama
- A Farewell Without TearsA Farewell Without TearsKb Thakur · 4 min read · 756 readsHe kept looking at her without blinking as if to secure an everlasting image of her in his mind, and once that picture was complete he left without a word.Romance
- THE GRACETHE GRACEKb Thakur · 3 min read · 304 reads“I am sorry, I know I have to be strong, I know I just, it’s just, it’s so hard.” he stopped abruptly. “But I will be better tomorrow, I will, I promise” She stared in his eyes with kindness pouring out of every last cell or her being. It was evident that no matter how hard it might be for him to live like that, it was much harder for her to look at him living like that. “I have to go now.” she started to get up “Stay!” he pleaded grabbing her wrist. “Ok, I’ll stay for a while” He embraced her tightly, almost greedily, like he intended to absorb her in himself. At that moment he felt someone was whispering in his ear, “I’ll always be with you, even if everything ends, remember that, always” he woke up. Sitting on the edge of the bed he wailed like a wounded animal. “Why, why did you have to go” he shouted at her picture on the wall “why do you always have to leave” his voice broke down. He could not sleep for rest of that night, and although he knew, that the sickness of heart and mind that has made a home in his soul will come back again, to inflict, to torment, yet he somehow knew that he can face it, that he can overcome it, he knew it now, he was not alone, he will never be alone.Abstract