Once upon a time there was a square peg. He didn’t become square, he was born square. Something like having smoke blue eyes, six toes in your right foot or chestnut colored hair. It is a given, right..? The blue eyed one didn’t go shopping and say, “Oh, I like this shade of blue. I’ll […]
A Precious Conch Shell
That conch shell..? It is precious to me I picked it up One sunny morn When all the world lay lost In a lazy, lazy slumber. Alone was I, abroad, that sunny morn There, by the ocean’s edge The waves swirling Around my feet Coaxing me, Luring me I looked at the sun […]
Green- 55 Fiction
GREEN They flocked around him like a bunch of cackling hens. In two days, my handsome good looks had paled into insignificance next to his passionately brooding maleness. The girls went to him like bees to a pot of honey. The pansy…!!! Sensuously, pleasurably, longingly, fingers crushed the luxuriant blossom, purple juice seeping into the […]
A Survivor’s Manual
Wounds that drip blood are colorful. Their bloodless counterparts, though more painful, are boring. They have no drama value. I am talking of the wounds we suffer inside. The bruises of the mind, the lacerations of the heart and the battering of the soul. The wounds on our non-physical persona are invisible. They throb with […]
Trimming The Roses
Medini paced pensively in her garden. She had her cell-phone earplugs jammed in her ears while her thinking music looped over and over. Head bowed she paced, now her steps rapid, now slow. Her feet kept in faultless sync with the movement and intensity of thoughts that tumbled over themselves in her head. It was […]
The Hulchul
Lover of English Language Irrepressible. That’s the first word that comes into my mind when I think of her. Utterly… impossibly… irrepressible. Where do I start..? I know you will call me audaciously ambitious and you will not be wrong. But I will try still, to hold a tornado in the palm of my hand…. […]
No Frog Soup
I no longer know how to address you, so am leaving it blank, although this is a letter. By the time you receive this, I will have left the country. Where I am going is not relevant- not any more. No matter where I go though, you’ll go with me. And I’ll stay with you… […]
A Bicycle for Hire
My father had a poultry farm once. Not very big, just about 1000-1200 birds. Big plot of land though; over 8000 square feet. The building housing the pens right at the back of the plot… farthest from the approach road. There was a huge berry tree in the middle of the plot, and a big […]
Intuitive Action
About 10 years ago my daughter was about 2500 kilometers from Newcastle, and rang me one day sobbing because of an emotional trauma she was facing. She was about 20, and in a town known as Ayrlie Beach in Northern Queensland. I asked her what it was that she needed most in that moment, and […]
A Touch of the Sun
The Earth was cloyingly cold and eerie. She looked as if she was gasping out her last few breaths. The very landscape heaved… full of a emotion it can neither hold nor yet give up. She was like a pregnant woman in full term… exhausted… wanting desperately to be delivered of her child. She was waiting […]