Her Happy Family

It’s a fact that we crave what we don’t have, but we care naught for what we have in hand. Like the young ones impatient to run out of the gates of her daughter’s High School, who wanted nothing more than to give up the confines of the school and their homes and burst out…

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You, My Love

You, my love, you confuse me.  You’ll eat a whole chicken,  A full serving of fried rice, And still crib about being hungry.    You’ll rant about how I misplaced a pen,  But your own wardrobe will never be tidy.  You’ll tell me you hate lies,  Yet lie to me about your shitty day.   …

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Losing My Hands

There’s something wrong with my hands these days. They have a mind of their own, I swear. They defy sense and decency. They make me feel like I’m a wanton woman, Driven by need.  —————— I restrain them from unlocking the phone every five minutes. Then from hovering over your name on the contact list,…

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Thirty Seconds Tales #6: The Fickleness of Time

His future seemed bright and happy the day she was born. He couldn’t wait for her to grow up. If only he knew that years later, she was to die of growing-up pains and a botched up marksheet! Now he clings to the past and dreads the future.  Copyright ©2017 Pradita Kapahi. All rights reserved.…

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Heart-song

  There is a song in my heart. A song of you, me – ‘us’, A song of how we began, A song of how we may end. A song of our woes, our pains, A song of our happiness, lost and regained. A song of our menial fights, A song of our daily delights.…

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Motherhood

  Do you know, Darling child of mine, That no matter however much, I may be crossed with you, That no matter how many times, You may throw your tantrum fits, That no matter how many times, You may wreck the room, That no matter however much, May I be troubled and wearied, It’s at…

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