The Disposables: Author’s Foreword
As the time passes, the mentality of humans is getting more and more, sick… For want of money, property, name and fame – people tend to use others as stepping…
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As the time passes, the mentality of humans is getting more and more, sick… For want of money, property, name and fame – people tend to use others as stepping…
He looked out of the window into the darkness. The train was now at its best speed. Odd shaped sizes loomed up in quick succession, reflected by the dim lights…
His thoughts wandered into the past. Not six months ago – he was living a simple and peaceful life. He owned a motor repair shop in a smallish town. He…
About a couple of days later he realized that the expensive cars of these businessmen were brought in and driven away by a girl in her early twenties. She used…
The visibility was poor as the heavy rain lashed the windscreen of the cab. They stopped for a moment even as he shifted to the front seat next to the…
He was feeling cold. He had had no chance to change into dry ones since the time he met her on that desolate road. He rushed into the coupe as…