Six yards of fabric – they can weave magic, be a disaster or just lie unused in the wardrobe, depending on how you view it. The sari has been hailed as the sexiest garment, as it highlights the curves and conceals flaws in the figure. It has been the subject of fantasies for many a … Continue reading The Sari #SoCS
Inspired by the micro-challenges at Saturday Mix by Lorraine
I came across an eight-year old kid, Sunny, who came home, storming with rage. He flung his bag with unprecedented force on the sofa, then kicked his shoes off to fall in the middle of the room. He was clearly disturbed about something. A gentle probe after he had freshened up and eaten, revealed the … Continue reading When we follow the rules, but others don’t
Conspiracy … I can sense it from afar. I am blessed with multiple sensors in the form of a thick fur. I love my humans, but I dread the surprises they want to pull on me. They happily impose their norms and ideas, with scant respect paid to the fact, that I am SPECIAL, … Continue reading No surprises
The court verdict proclaimed him ‘Not Guilty’, against public expectations. His opponents had teamed up to support him. The secret lay in the few files in his cupboard, which threatened to expose their lesser misdeeds. He was sent to learn wrestling in childhood. He never really mastered the sport. But he clearly remembered applying baby … Continue reading Protected
Memories were refreshed every day the nursery was kept intact in anticipation of visiting grandchildren. Skype, Facetime galore, but they never came to see us. Nonet inspired by Sue Vincent's #Writephoto
The quote is in response to Jacqueline Oby Ikocha's Writer's Quote Challenge-4
Subjugation bores me and so does rebellion. I am not cut out for petty fights. The world out there is bad and wild It makes life interesting with all its might. I believe in acting on beliefs Not just standing for those It unnerves the world to think “The bitch was right”. … Continue reading Confidence
It had been a hard day at work. He dragged himself with heavy feet towards the meager shelter called home. The money he had earned was not enough to buy meals for a family of four. Again, his wife would feed the children, give him some gruel to nourish himself, and go to bed hungry. … Continue reading The Loop
It was the night of the year, she came out of her grave. And it was the night for which he waited on that chair 364 days in a year. It was a love beyond the realms of human imagination. He was the devotee who had seen the shadows of death approaching, and refused to … Continue reading Love and Loyalty
