Yadhu Anand
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I live inside my own world of make-beliefs.
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The Apple Tree
The sun was going down the hills, showering its golden rays on the farm. Grandpa Jim was inside the old barn with a garden hose doing his daily rounds of evening watering. “The kids will be here in two days” he said as he poured water on my roots. I looked up at the golden sky through the roofless barn. I have been living inside this half-ruined barn for nearly fifteen years. It must have been a bird who dropped me inside this lonely old barn as a seed. My only company was the birds who come visit me every spring to eat my apples. But things changed when grandpa Jim bought the farmhouse. When he bought the farmhouse, he had an option to remove me and renovate the barn, but he chose to keep it as it is and built a new barn for his cows. The old barn doubled down as a cover to hide me from outsiders who might steal my apples.
By Yadhu Anand5 years ago in Fiction
Five Hundred Years
“So that’s your story eh?” Lysha said as she tossed the heart shaped locket back. “That’s it” AJ sighed, opening the locket. The red blip, which has been a part of his life for years, kept blinking on the mini radar inside the locket. “So this is your only hope to recover your memories”, the big man next to him said. “Yup. The only lead I got”. After losing his memories AJ had only the locket to his name. ‘AJ’, the two letters engraved on the back of the locket became his new name. He has committed the rest of his life in trying to recover his lost memories and this is the closest he has ever been.
By Yadhu Anand5 years ago in Fiction
