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[Short Story] 9123

This post has been published by me as a part of Blog-a-Ton 59; the fifty-ninth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. In association with ​IndiCreator. For Creators. By Creators.. Share Your #LockdownTales at indicreator.com

She sauntered around the room, brushing her finger on the settled dust on the placid bedstand. How many days had gone by since she had seen another adult? She wondered.

The dredge and the humdrum were now drowning into a routine that she could not shake off. She drank the old room around her, not bohemium or minimalistic or too fancy. It was a standard room as any room can be. 
A large diwan in the centre, a cupboard and a common bedstand. Nothing too fancy. Nothing too cheap.

Just enough. 
But now this room looked enough and dreadful for her. She wanted to spread her wings, and she wanted to fly. She wanted to taste worldly flavours, and she wanted to go out.
She pulled her hair behind and secured them in a pony. Tied her dupatta to …

[Short Film] Andc's Drama Called Death



Aditya Singhal had given up on his life and was contemplating suicide. His feeble attempts to die are foiled by a mysterious stranger, who explains him the value of life and gives him sound advice for the real cost of life. Armed with the new courage Singhal returns to the living world, will the newfound courage help him climb up? Will Aditya Singhal return a transformed man?


Starring: Shreya Rasam and Chaitanya Kabe
Cast: Madhuri Jadhav and Kunal Patil
Director, Editing, and Music: Chaitanya Kabe
Screenplay: Siddhesh Kabe and Chaitanya Kabe
Makeup: Supriya
Cinematographer: Kiran Aparadh
Associate and Production Controller: Subin Jacob

This film is loosely based on the Short Story titled, 'Add a little drama to your death'. And again featured a manifestation of death. Dharma or Death appears in multiple times in my multiverse and you can read more stories about Dharma here.

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