60 Seconds Tales: Broken Record

I have steel in my veins. I have iron in my heart. I’m Iron Man.  I repeat to myself like a broken record. I’m pacing on the floor, going round and round and round and round…like a broken record. It’s a wonder my circumnavigation around the coffee table hasn’t burned a hole through the carpet…

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60 Seconds Tales: Terrible Mother

She’s sweating bucketfuls even though the air conditioning in this shopping mall is blasting arctic air through the vents. One hand holds four shopping bags, there’s three more on the floor sandwiched between her legs, while her other hand barely manages to hold down her four-year-old – a slippery baby eel eyeing the gigantic teddy…

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Name Me

Time has ceased to exist for me. I traverse the path between life and death everyday, unwelcome by both the living and the dead. Chafed by my own breath, I choke on the air that you breathe because most of me is still a work-in-progress. Or was. I shall never improve now, I shall never…

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Scattered emotions and home

Originally posted on Vishal Bheeroo:
? My friend Pradita Kapahi who blogs at  The Pradita Chronicles mentioned me on Twitter on a discussion on what makes a place home. The discussion and interpretation which followed with her tribe triggered my creative juice on the idea and feeling of this destination called Home. Today, FB notified…

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Impiety In A Temple

I stand hands folded, eyes screwed shut, a picture of piety. I stand in a temple swarming with people, with varying degrees of faith – some intense, some borrowed, some faithless. United we stand, chanting and praying to a stony God – who’s opulent raiment and the mountain of offerings before him, is in stark…

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Tea granny

Originally posted on AreMyFeetOffTheGround:
She lost him last year Seventy one he was In their decades, he brought her tea to her chair, two, three, four times a night. “Are you bottomless?” he would say. She would smile, because she knew he would bring it anyway. Yard sales were their favourite haunt, and he would…

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