Fluids

“My baby…!” she cried as he lay in a pool of blood. His eyes belied pain. Hers grew moist.

Through her tears she saw him reckoning “Jaan, come here.”

She crashed into him, bursting into tears. Tears mixed into blood and sweat and became one.

It was impossible to tell one from the other.

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Categories: Short Stories | Tags: , , , | 2 Comments

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2 thoughts on “Fluids

  1. Abhishek

    when it strikes you :)

  2. Tejal Jain

    Whoop!, does it not take me on a dizzy ride. Sigh!

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