Erupt – 3

Hello Folks! Remember how I had started a series here on TPC titled, Erupt, and how the poor series was left unfinished because of my eternal tardiness? Well, I have good news for those of you who liked the series (thank you very much) and would have liked me to continue. No, no, I’m not…

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Preschool and My Empty Nest

My daughter just started preschool and though it’s only been three days, and she’s gone only for 2 hours a day, I already feel like the house seems forlorn without the bumbling of My Little Miss Busy Bee. I know I sound like one of those really clingy mamas, but I’m not. Really, I’m not.…

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Erupt – Part 2

Sitting on the passenger side of their plush car, sorry, ‘Vikram’s‘ car, was a new sensation for her. Some night of firsts this is turning out to be! She thought wryly. Her eyes ran over the details of the sedan. The plush upholstery, the beverage holder, containing a crushed styrofoam cup, no music on the…

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Erupt – Part 1

She stood there, can in hand, head reeling as though she were drunk. Am I drunk? She tried counting the shots she had downed since she entered the pub. 11, 12… 15?Β She wasn’t sure. But she wasn’t drunk, she was sure. Excited, maybe. Yeah… excited. That’s more like it! She knew she couldn’t get drunk,…

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Stuck

You were standing here At this same spot, where You held my hand last year. How clear you were, When you said Those three words, Convinced that nothing Could shake us, break us. But death did. … Now wisps of air They’ve become, Those three words, And you, you’ve turned Your back to ‘us’. You…

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The Mason

He’s a mason. He builds and mends for a living. Each day he carefully measures and lays down the mortar and bricks required to build walls, windows, roofs, courtyards; a home, a school, or a prayer hall. He’s the man when you need someone to mend the cracks, collapsed walls of your buildings, and even…

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