The inspector wondered. How could a thief steal so much stuff, and disappear quietly? That too with all doors and windows of the house closed?
How?
Just then he fell with a thud, his blood rushing to his head.
His chair had vanished.
His head was still reeling when he heard the invisible snigger.
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16 comments:
Steal, like a ghost..:D
He he he he :)
I can actually hear that snigger right now!!
Casper the friendly ghost ? :-D
That's a brilliant thief ;)
Just like a brilliant writer.
Mr. India? Perhaps his intentions have been corrupted over the years. :P
ooooh , now how is the inspector going ot find this one .. and with his chair gone toooo :)
Bikram's
what?? come again?? Man!!! you stories get over before you realize it has started!!! you are sucha brilliant story teller
Kanthu: Sounds like the name of a song. How haunting! :P
Me: Can you? wow :P
Nirvana: Hehehe
Soumya: :) Thanks, girl..
Mirage: True, hard times maybe :P
Bikramjit: Ha ha..I like the way you seriously analyze my stories :)
Purnima: Ah, look who's back! Thanks ma'am..
Pairon tale zameen khisak gayi... hahahaha
Seema: Hey, long time.. :)
No ya, I read each and every post of yours coz I get an instant update on my blog when you make a new post. Sometimes I am just so freaked that I am too busy watching my back for ghosts to comment :)
Seema: Ah! ok.. :)
ah! but if the thief manages to get caught, he won't be able to lie..guess why? b'coz you can 'see' straight through them!!
Princess: :P
Great! Short and spooky!
Thanks, Varsha! :)
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