Flash Fiction: Homecoming
A wildlife photographer captured the beauty of the tiger’s graceful leap in the air. There is considerable rage amongst conservationists on her state-sponsored killing. She killed humans, but only to defend her cubs. A few days later, the cubs were found in a forest and ‘rescued’ by human beings. There is speculation that they could … Continue reading Vanishing species
Environmental concerns - by Suzanne.
Emglish translation in Comments section ….
हूँ शुक्रगुज़ार तेरा ऐ दोस्त
कुछ न रखा तूने पास अपने
सारे इलज़ाम अब मेरे हैं ।१।
तुम्हें फुरसत ही कहाँ थी
जो बता पाता तुम्हें कुछ
अनकहे ख्वाब सब मेरे हैं ।२।
बेहयाई से वो लेता है
अपने संग नाम तेरा
सी लिए हैं जो लब मेरे हैं ।३।
क्यों रश्क़ करूँ तुमसे कि
ज़ीनत-ए-महफ़िल हो तुम
तन्हा रोज़-ओ-शब् मेरे हैं ।४।
क्या माज़रा है अमित
नहीं होती कोई दुआ क़ुबूल
लगता है पत्थर के रब मेरे हैं ।५।
In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 64
I switch on the light in each room. I saw luminous layers of stories being overshadowed by telling tones of voice, negative nuances in expressions and multiple masks. The dark lanes of memory are alive once again, but happiness has given way to pain. I don’t need this. Illumination of the path ahead is possible, … Continue reading Dark lanes
I loved 'the allowance for creation of additional space' in Helene Vaillant's Home -- dream come true for apartment dwellers 🙂 - Enjoy!

I have recently launched a book of poetry, together with fellow South African, Kim Blades. In celebration of this achievement which I have been working on for the past five years, I have decided to host a Poetry Readathon on my blog starting on 1 December 2018 and ending on 15 January 2019.
Part 1 of the Poetry Readathon will comprise of reading and reviewing poetry books. I have selected eight books below for you to choose from if you would like to participate. You can link to my post and I will share your review on my blog and to my Facebook poetry sharing page as well as other social media.
Part 2 of the Poetry Readathon will comprise posts introducing you to some of the poetry bloggers who don’t have books but who write wonderful poetry and share it on their blogs. If you are a poetry blogger and…
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“Only accountants know why goodwill is assigned money value on a balance sheet.” “Every smart businessperson and fraudster knows. It is a cover for the bad times, when a scam is exposed. People cannot digest things, which go against their beliefs, even if those are true, and shirk it off as somebody’s vested interest.” “Well… … Continue reading Balance sheets
She sat at the edge of the stream and stared at the house. Their home.
The tumbling water reminded her of a song. She could hear the melody in her head. But the words just wouldn’t come. It’s not fair. Songs are not her department. TV shows and historical facts. But not songs. That’s his lane.
He’s supposed to be here. He would know.
But he’s no longer here. Or there. In that house that was their home.
For just a moment she was overwhelmed by anger. Then frustration. But that stupid song would have to wait.
It was time.
Photo Credit to Brian Brakebill (who thankfully is still very much with me and continues to inspire me with his photos)
Inspired by and written for Friday Fictioners and the PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson with some further inspiration from Reena’s Exploration Challenge (home) and Fandango’s FOWC (melody) and Your…
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