Sparkle dust on me Stars in my eyes, till the string is pulled away. Three Line Tales #Week 85
Till …
Openings
I met a writer who had hired a woman as a muse. The expression that attracted him to her was “You know my limits. I have no limits.” He would give her situations, and ask for her response or strategy, if she had been there. I am sure it gave him tremendous insights, and openings … Continue reading Openings
Pathways
The book I just finished reading ‘In Other Words’ by Jhumpa Lahiri. The book is about her mental journey in learning Italian, and the efforts to embrace the language as her own. She is an Indian brought up in America, who won the Pulitzer prize for the book, “Interpretation of Maladies”. Her novel “The Namesake” … Continue reading Pathways
ReInterpretations
Her voice trembled with indignation as she spat out the words, “Draupadi, the Princess of Panchal was gambled away in a game of dice, by her husband, Yudhishthir. The villains of the tale who proceed to strip her, are warned, rebuked and cursed, but not effectively stopped. What remains a mystery in the tale, is … Continue reading ReInterpretations
Rarely ….
“The cops have not taken positions. They are casually chatting away. This could never happen in my country. And see those guys clicking away. Social media will be abuzz with pictures of negligence tomorrow.” “Chill, buddy! They are off duty!” “Then, what are they doing here?” “They have never seen such a maverick President before. … Continue reading Rarely ….
Siblings
I experienced despair for the first time in life, when my baby brother was brought home, despite my ‘strict instructions’ to leave him behind in the maternity ward. A rival was born, along with the emotions of envy and unhappiness. It took years to realize that it was only disappointment. My expectations from my till-then … Continue reading Siblings
Dolly’s Tea Party
The bread has turned mouldy. But I do not have the heart to throw away the remaining slice. Dolly had hosted a tea party. The toasted hearts were used as canapés. The open heart shapes were then stuffed with strawberry jam, and a McCain Smiley placed above it. The toasted wonders were then garnished with … Continue reading Dolly’s Tea Party
First-timers
The neighbourhood cat had chosen us to feed her. She followed the delivery boys and waited for the door to open, so that she could slink in. She enjoyed her afternoon naps on the living room carpet. One evening, we returned home to find her under the bed, with three new born kittens. We enjoyed … Continue reading First-timers
Eyes
Curiosity, as reflections change color in those two eyes changes to deep insights mirrors are not always fun. Inspired by Elsie Hagley at Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge #Week 62 Image: pixabay.com
Researching Oneself
