Saintly Wisdom
The sage of Kanchenjunga considered the prostrate figure. “Your offerings, O wise one!” The writer shivered. “Vermilion from India, a blue lily from the Nile, and a piano ballad from… Read more »
Tag: fiction
The Other Woman
“I like the sound of blueberry scones. What about you, hon?” I ask, but Alice continues peering into her Sconehenge menu with furrowed brows, as if she’s memorizing every item on… Read more »
Letters to Mussoorie
I wipe a layer of dust off a large wooden box in the attic. It creaks as I open it. A dim light bulb hanging from the roof illuminates its… Read more »
Potatoes Grow in Dirt
Mrs. Miller tripped on a shoe as soon as she entered her house. She already knew what she would find in the hall as she walked around the minefield of… Read more »
Cookies Crumble
She’s creaming butter and sugar. I’m at her feet with my Legos. She looks down and smiles. Who’s winning now, Greg? I hate Greg. He calls Mom every day. Her… Read more »
Flight of the Starlings
I remember our first clandestine meeting. Our forbidden love bloomed under the unabashed red and yellow gulmohar. You thought I was coy, but who can look the sun in the… Read more »
Salt n’ Pepper
This piece was first published on The Weekly Knob – a publication on Medium. I wanted to write something light and breezy in response to their prompt – Salt Shaker…. Read more »
Sorry, Mr. Frost
“Behold, the road less traveled!” Ben pointed to a fork in the trail with a dramatic swish of his hand. Wide and well trodden, the trail on the left was… Read more »
Moles and Eagles
“Everything you wish for is on the other side of the hills.” Our bellies were empty, but Mother stuffed our eyes with ambition. Our eyes brimming with dreams, we stayed… Read more »
The Salesman
Here’s what the editors had to say about ‘The Salesman’ Hema did an excellent job of showing, rather than telling in this piece. She demonstrated the age of the salesman… Read more »