Gratitude I rotated the bottom of the stick and smiled as it emerged out and went back inside its little tunnel. Just like me, I thought. My sister wasn’t there at home and so weren’t my parents, so I had decided to pay my sister’s room a visit. It is quite rare that such an […]Read More Bold Beautiful Red
Pushing. Pulling Holding. Screaming. Eight people in a jiffy with their hands figthing for balance on each other and the handles of the scooter scooting away in speeds speeding through the highway higher and higher; the needle needling back and forth as they fought over an inch of space. Shrieking. Balancing. Falling. Stopping. The […]Read More A Trafficked Image
Kamustha Folks! A bored teacher and a even more bored climate decided to hold a meeting up in my head as the pencil decided to take notes my eyes grew bright and sleep planned an escape route out from the traffic of my brain and into the heads of fellow classmates. Disastrous The clouds […]Read More The fight among the clouds…
Caper His forehead lined with wrinkles a sly smile forming stuck in expression without any movement he lay down on the ground as the earth readied itself to accept him. He was a good man! Respected and feared but loved none the same. His eyes were always lost as they searched the verandas of […]Read More There lived a man.
Magnet “Well?” “You look beautiful.” “And you are not saying this because I have chosen you to be my best man?” “Mostly!” She grabbed one of the cushions in her dressing room and aimed at him. Everyone who knew them thought they would end up happy. Their friendship was a story straight out of […]Read More A FORGOTTEN WEDDING
Kamustha Folks! Creativity was indeed playing a game of hide and seek with me. After weeks of trying to jot down a successful poem, inspiration finally gave up the game. So today while I was trying to occupy enough space in the public bus with people pushing and pulling, I finally found the perfect story! […]Read More The boy who smiled when the garbage truck passed.
Kamustha Folks! A short story this time. Reprieve The first time I saw her was on a summer night. I never got a good look at her probably because my eyes had tears in them as I got out into the balcony trying to stay strong for my sister who just found out that she […]Read More JUST ANOTHER CANCER PATIENT…NOT REALLY!