Threading the Needle
They had to get this working. Her family was waiting for the damn certificate. Though she was under their pressure, she knew its for her own good. She took some...
Category: Thoughts
M for Mamma
What would be the word starting with M you could remember hearing everyday? My answer would be mamma.. Though the dialect changes the name from Amma to Mom, the...
The Letter
He was watching me from the same spot for past several weeks now. My heartbeat always rose when I cross him everyday. I was walking through my usual pathway to ...
55 Fiction – Women
She stirred the bowl with steel spoon. It was a dessert made of milk, sugar and ghee. Then she offered one spoonful to the baby doll who she had placed next to ...
Peek into the mind
I have already written about Free Write in this post. Today I am supposed to write another one for the Festival of Words. *** “Knock knock”, I knock...
The key to the secrets
The silence is so monotonous. Among the clouds there is a streak of light. It illuminates the piece of green land. The mountains behind is enormous enough to ma...