Those Little Words

Intentions... Cruel intentions and ambiguous reactions, Put off the screen, go find yourself another dream... Amidst the hazel appearances, Amidst the final showdown, We only wish to embrace the final memoirs... The pain, the desolation, we fight and we fight, Everyday we just want to make it right! Aren't you a little kid with the spirit of a golden cream? We fight and we fight the dark and the obsolete! We fight and we fight, only to be on the winning side to realize... We weren't fighting for redemption, or for the powerless, We were fighting an endless game to become the crowned figure! And suddenly one day we become who we fought against... We become the oppressors! We become the kings! gazing in the mirror... We became someone, a reflection of whom i could never recognize... -Gayatri Aggarwal

  THE  DISAPPEARANCE Disclaimer: The characters are fictitious and no reference to any particular organization has been made. The story is a work of fiction and should be treated as such. CHAPTER 5 The Last Straw I woke up at 6 am. And for a second I forgot why I’m here. For a second, I forgot what happened that led to this. I mean how many times have you woken up from a dream that felt so real that you could have sworn you really drowned in it? Infinite times. But this was not a dream. And everything that happened, happened. I went to the doctors to talk about the recovery of my dad. They said he is awake but his condition is still critical. I asked them if I could meet him and they allowed me. I went into his room, ready to kill him with my questions. “Hello sweetie” “No you don’t get to sweetie anymore dad, mom died because of you” His face turned from disappointment to shame. As he should. “You don’t understand” “Then make me understand dad. You’re the only fam...