Archive for the 'short story' Category



From the Mind’s Eye

Published on October 29, 2009

The smell of the first showers intoxicated me. A gust of wind sprayed my face with icy rain drops, as I reached to close the window. I took a deep breath. The showers were heavy and had caught unaware many passers-by. A tiny puddle was created and a small child splashed in the water gleefully. I could almost feel the pleasure of the child, and in my mind I protested more vehemently than him when his mother pulled him away with a slap on the bottom. The child in me wanted to enjoy the rain and the mud. I felt light-hearted and child-like.


When the Dew Drop and the Bubble fell in Love

Published on August 23, 2009

Dew Drop was impressed by the brave stance of the Bubble. She looked at him admiringly. Bubble caught the glint in her eye and saw the tint on her countenance, “She is so beautiful, and she reflects the virtue of my mother, Innocence!”


The Red House on the Hill Top

Published on July 3, 2009

The first light of dawn woke up Manas, and he peered out of the window to witness the sky was clear, and the sun was rising from the embrace of the emerald mountains. The tree outside the window was crystal studded with the last drops of last night’s downpour hanging in blissful union with the jade leaves. Manas stretched his arms wide, took a full-breath of the air, and reached for the bedroom door, with shuffled steps. As he opened the door, his heart skipped a beat, and a cry rose up his throat.


Dilemma

Published on April 3, 2009

Somebody was stringing the guitar, and the beer bottles were being dug out. The mood was joyfully somber. The mountains and the river do this to you. They shuffle your soul and senses and bring out contradictory emotions. The guitarist started humming along and a soulful number permeated the ambience, with the audience swaying to the musical notes. I relaxed, enjoying the music and the breeze and the slight knot in my throat.