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Now that you've come, don't ever leave At least I'd have a snake in my sleeves //caption GREYS AND BLUES I wandered lonely as a cloud Amidst the streets bleak and glum Too light to rain yet too much inside With some elegy in lip
Jeetal Shah
Title: The Deceptive Heirloom In the illustrious halls of the royal palace, an aura of regal charm masked the sinister secrets that lurked within. Lady Isabella, the esteemed elder wife of the royal patriarch, harbored a dark ambition beneath her elegant facade. For years, she cunningly concealed her malevolent nature, weaving a web of deceit that ensnared all who dared to cross her path. To the outside world, she exuded warmth and grace, but behind closed doors, she wielded power with an iron fist. Her husband, King Edward, was blissfully unaware of her treachery, blinded by her feigned affection and loyalty. Little did he know that his days were numbered, for Lady Isabella had long plotted his demise to seize control of the throne. With calculated precision, she orchestrated the king's murder, masking it as a tragic accident to avoid suspicion. As the grieving widow, she assumed the role of the grieving matriarch, manipulating the court with her honeyed words and false promises. Meanwhile, her younger brother-in-law, Prince Alexander, remained vigilant, his suspicions aroused by the sudden death of his beloved sibling. Despite the facade of unity within the royal family, he sensed a discordant note, a shadowy presence lurking beneath the surface. Years passed, and Prince Alexander found solace in the arms of a captivating woman named Sophia, unaware of her true identity as a seasoned CBI investigator. Drawn together by fate, they embarked on a journey of love and discovery, unaware of the perilous secrets that awaited them. As Sophia delved deeper into the labyrinth of royal intrigue, she uncovered damning evidence of Lady Isabella's treachery, connecting her to the king's untimely demise. With each revelation, the facade of harmony crumbled, exposing the sinister truth hidden within the palace walls. In a heart-stopping climax, Sophia confronted Lady Isabella, her steely gaze piercing through the veil of deception to reveal the cold heart of a murderer. As the truth emerged, the palace trembled with the shock of betrayal, and Lady Isabella's reign of terror came to a dramatic end. In the aftermath of the revelation, Prince Alexander ascended to the throne, guided by the wisdom of his late brother and the unwavering support of his beloved Sophia. Together, they ushered in a new era of prosperity and justice, ensuring that the sins of the past would never again cast a shadow over the kingdom. ©Jeetal Shah #kitaab Title: The Deceptive Heirloom In the illustrious halls of the royal palace, an aura of regal charm masked the sinister secrets tha
Damini Gulati
The blue door was still the same as I had left it, and the pet door locked. Mrs. Mendonca hadn't believed it when Julie told her that this new paint would stay for 20 years. She had laughed, and said "We'll see." Julie always said it was the door that attracted the cat to our house. Earlier when she'd sit outside, we'd feed her milk in a bowl. After a month she started coming inside and we made her a pet door. Julie called her Cinnamon, because of her coat. She lurked around the house wherever she liked and chased the pigeons outside the window. When the neighbours heard about her, they started coming over to meet her, but she dashed away the moment someone came near her. She would escape from the door but always come back at night. Until one day she didn't. Julie said that cats were sensitive. She could tell that Julie didn't have time. . As I was unlocking the door, Mrs. Mendonca came out from her house and I waved to her. She smiled and went back inside. Strange. She would always beam with happiness when she saw me. I moved my trunk inside and settled in. . Mr. Rodriguez came knocking in the afternoon, while I was making tea. He was always a stern man, hardly talked to anyone in the neighborhood. "It that your car in front of my house?" he asked me. "Yes, Mr. Rodriguez, I didn't want to disturb anyone, so I parked in my old spot." "That spot belonged to the Fonsecas, kind people they were." "It's me. David Fonseca. You forgot me so soon?" I replied with a chuckle, even though it had been a year since we left. "No you're not." He mumbled something about letting strangers into the neighborhood and walked away. Julie always said he was a strange man. She also said life would be hard after she died. I hadn't anticipated how much. . Later that day, on my way to the church I stopped by the curb and greeted Maria, the fish lady. She greeted me back and asked who I was. "Julie's husband. Julie Fonseca. Remember her. She bought crab from you every friday." "Mrs. Fonseca, I remember. Last time I heard she was sick and they took her for treatment," she replied as she kept looking at me, her eyes searching for something. "Yes, well she passed away a few months ago," this was the first time I was saying it out loud. As I turned to walk away, Mrs. Marques came over and asked Maria who I was. "He says he's Mr. Fonseca. But I don't recognise him." "Neither do I." . At the church, I went straight to Father Matthew. People had been acting strange, everyone seemed to have moved on with their lives, but Father would remember me. I saw him across the aisle and went over. He welcomed me into the church and asked my name. "Father it's me, David," I began to think this was some prank they were playing on me. "Unless the doctors who called me after the incident lied about you dying and gave you a new face, you're not David." "What incident?" I asked him, unable to make sense of anything he was saying. "At the hospital, where Julie was in, there was a fire and David refused to leave Julie's side. They both died," Father said and left to tend to someone else. . I came back, dazzled by what he had told me. I couldn't imagine any scenario in which that could be true. I called the hospital. His story checked out. They said an old woman went into cardiac arrest just as the floor below them caught fire. Doctors lost her a few minutes after. Her husband David brought out a man in his 60s, who had passed out from the smoke in the corridor and went inside to get his wife. There wasn't any pulse and the doctors called time of death, but a few minutes later, he started breathing again. I hung up and looked at myself in the mirror. The wrinkles were the same as they had been for many years, the hair at the sides of my head almost all grey. I thought maybe this was a dream and I'd wake up the next day and everything would be fine. Just as I was about to go to sleep, I heard a familiar purr on the door. It was cinnamon. I opened the door, she looked at me for a moment and then came right in, like she always did when I opened the door for her. The blue door was still the same as I had left it, and the pet door locked. Mrs. Mendonca hadn't believed it when Julie told her that this n