Stories by: eddywalker

The Arrange Marriage

11 votes, average: 4.27 out of 511 votes, average: 4.27 out of 511 votes, average: 4.27 out of 511 votes, average: 4.27 out of 511 votes, average: 4.27 out of 5    4.27/5
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March 16th 2012  |  17  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Tragedy  |  Author: eddywalker  |  21252 views

Part One “We need milk” she had said. That’s all that she said but still somehow it made me angry. Maybe it was the way she said it. There was a very faint tone of resentment in her voice and it made me angry not because she resented me but because I resented her as well. Her resentment seemed to take credit away from my resentment. I was the one who had resented first. I was the one who had realised that our marriage wasn’t going to work. And I …

 



The tomato farmer

14 votes, average: 4.43 out of 514 votes, average: 4.43 out of 514 votes, average: 4.43 out of 514 votes, average: 4.43 out of 514 votes, average: 4.43 out of 5    4.43/5
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January 8th 2012  |  10  |  Category: Adventure , Comedy , Drama , Fiction , Suspense , Thriller  |  Author: eddywalker  |  2048 views

“There he goes. That’s the one.” “He doesn’t look dangerous. Looks like a salesman.” “No. That’s him for sure. My source can’t be wrong.” “Then let’s go do it. What are we waiting for?” “The right moment.” Jimmy Sullivan walked out of the bank. He didn’t get the loan. It was cold but he let his overcoat rest in his arm. He stood at the edge of the snow covered sidewalk and started searching for something in the pocket of his overcoat. “What’s he doing? Is he reaching for his …

 



how old man rusty died

13 votes, average: 4.46 out of 513 votes, average: 4.46 out of 513 votes, average: 4.46 out of 513 votes, average: 4.46 out of 513 votes, average: 4.46 out of 5    4.46/5
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December 30th 2011  |  9  |  Category: Fiction , Satire , Tragedy  |  Author: eddywalker  |  1775 views

Rusty had lived all his life in a small little house at the end of May Street. At least that’s what everyone else living in May Street thought. He had always been there, even before any of the new residents had moved in. Some said he was more than a hundred years old but no one knew for sure. Nobody even knew his real name. They called him Rusty because he had a ferocious little dog with that name in the beginning. That dog had been a cause of great …

 



the black hole

12 votes, average: 4.50 out of 512 votes, average: 4.50 out of 512 votes, average: 4.50 out of 512 votes, average: 4.50 out of 512 votes, average: 4.50 out of 5    4.50/5
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December 24th 2011  |  5  |  Category: Fiction , Tragedy  |  Author: eddywalker  |  1032 views

A cold black night had crept up out of nowhere and surrounded the old house. Mr. Melvin got up from his chair and switched on the porch light. The filament of the lone bulb fought against the dark night and pushed it away from the porch. Mr. Melvin was caught in a yellow sphere floating aimlessly in pitch black space. What made this particular night extra dark was the growing black hole inside Mr. Melvin’s heart. This black hole had sucked everything else from his heart and now nothing remained. …

 



the way to hell

14 votes, average: 4.36 out of 514 votes, average: 4.36 out of 514 votes, average: 4.36 out of 514 votes, average: 4.36 out of 514 votes, average: 4.36 out of 5    4.36/5
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December 22nd 2011  |  10  |  Category: Fiction , Horror  |  Author: eddywalker  |  846 views

He came out of the hole and looked around. It was early morning and the darkness had just started to recede. He tried to see as far as he could, slowly turning a full 360 degree. But he couldn’t see beyond a few metres. All he could see were bare frozen trees everywhere. The air was frozen still. The snow under his foot was dry. The mud on his clothes had frozen solid. He took off his gloves and looked at his blue fingers. He tried to coerce some feeling …

 



joint session 2

10 votes, average: 4.30 out of 510 votes, average: 4.30 out of 510 votes, average: 4.30 out of 510 votes, average: 4.30 out of 510 votes, average: 4.30 out of 5    4.30/5
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December 20th 2011  |  7  |  Category: Fiction  |  Author: eddywalker  |  755 views

We were sitting on the stairs in the football ground. It was a cold night and during this time of the year there was no one else nearby. Alex was busy making the next batch of joints while I was busy finishing the one that I had. I remembered my last experience and felt my heart rate increase, but I willed myself not to think about it. Instead I thought about death. I had thought that I was dying the last time but obviously it wasn’t death. I tried to …

 



Ghosts don’t exist

12 votes, average: 4.50 out of 512 votes, average: 4.50 out of 512 votes, average: 4.50 out of 512 votes, average: 4.50 out of 512 votes, average: 4.50 out of 5    4.50/5
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December 19th 2011  |  7  |  Category: Fiction , Horror  |  Author: eddywalker  |  1105 views

Ghosts don’t exist. That’s what he said. In fact what he really said was “ghosts can not exist.” I don’t know why he had to say that. There was no need to make such a strong statement. A statement like that can offend a ghost. Maybe what happened would have never happened if he had just stayed quiet and listened to the old man’s story like the rest of us. It had started with a school picnic that was supposed to be fun. It was going to be an easy …

 



the attic

9 votes, average: 4.33 out of 59 votes, average: 4.33 out of 59 votes, average: 4.33 out of 59 votes, average: 4.33 out of 59 votes, average: 4.33 out of 5    4.33/5
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December 18th 2011  |  7  |  Category: Fiction , Tragedy  |  Author: eddywalker  |  682 views

“Come back and sit down. I’ve made another drink.” George said. I had been staring down the attic window for some time now. Gini was playing in the backyard and I loved watching her, lost in her own world. I also loved the last warm rays of the dying sun that were coming in through the pane. George complained some more and I decided to turn my back to the beautiful summer evening. I guess he only loved a well made glass of cheap whiskey. I moved a bit inwards …

 



joint session

12 votes, average: 4.25 out of 512 votes, average: 4.25 out of 512 votes, average: 4.25 out of 512 votes, average: 4.25 out of 512 votes, average: 4.25 out of 5    4.25/5
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December 15th 2011  |  4  |  Category: Fiction  |  Author: eddywalker  |  775 views

“God owns everybody. But who owns God? Now that is the question.” The smoke had risen from his mouth and was now slowly headed for the sky. I watched intently as it rose at leisure as if it was sure to reach the stars and there was no need to hurry. I watched as the poor smoke’s dream was smashed against the ceiling. I was saddened not for the smoke but for myself because now I had to look down and see Alex staring at me, waiting for me to …

 



Alive

9 votes, average: 4.22 out of 59 votes, average: 4.22 out of 59 votes, average: 4.22 out of 59 votes, average: 4.22 out of 59 votes, average: 4.22 out of 5    4.22/5
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December 10th 2011  |  2  |  Category: Fiction  |  Author: eddywalker  |  623 views

Tony Mathews was just another guy, making his living at one of the hundreds of call centres inBangalore. He had been working there for two years now. Two years ago when he finished his engineering degree he thought that the call centre would be a good place to get some experience and money while he prepared for the entrance exams of the management colleges. He used to work all night and go for coaching classes during the day time. He hardly slept and soon the lack of sleep caught with …