Knock, knock… “Who’s there at this time?” He looked at the clock groggily. It showed five minutes to 12. Almost midnight. He climbed down his bed carefully and slipped his feet into the cold rubber chappals. This was a small village. Everyone knew everyone. If there were an outsider coming at this hour, the village…
“Eat carefully! Don’t let the food drop on your clothes, okay, or Mumma will be very upset with you”, she scolded her toddler, and when she took her own spoonful to her mouth, it slipped and plopped right on her own clothes. “Haw, Mumma made a boo-boo!” Copyright ©2017 Pradita Kapahi. All rights reserved.
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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via Daily Prompt: Faded I reminisce about faded jeans and failed chances. For on a night like tonight, I spied him, sauntering into the room, charging up the atmosphere, with his Brando-like swagger, his Dev Anand-ish smirk . His faded jeans spelled ‘reckless’, while his carefully tamed coif screamed ‘dandy’. It’s as…
That last night haunted her for years. That night powdery rain covered the landscape like dew. It had rained heavily the whole day, but now it seemed the clouds were beginning to lose steam, as if to say, ‘this is all we’ve got’. The slick roads of her small village glistened in the moonlight like…
A toothbrush, old polaroids, and a hair tie with bits of wiry, brown hair still entwined in it, were what remained of him now. The rest she had trashed when he had walked out on her thirty years ago. Of course there were memories too. But those she kept locked in a heavy box in…
“Okay, newsflash!” she said, excitedly looking up at him. “Ummm… can’t it wait? I’m already running late for work!” He replied irritably while he struggled with the knot of his tie. She could see he wasn’t in a good mood. She decided to let it wait till he returned home. But that never happened. The evening…
