Today is the first day of the rest of my life. Not just mine, everyone’s. I am a toaster. There I was sitting on the top shelf of the best appliance store in the city, happy and clean. And unlike my fellow appliances, I never wanted to be used by a human. I wasn’t always like… Continue reading Toast and fire
He could still remember their eager faces, smiling and waving their hands in welcome. He was no more than a stranger to them, a houseguest from a foreign country. Neither knew the other yet he felt a bond form between them the moment he stepped out of the car and one of the kids ran… Continue reading Goodbyes.
This is a long awaited sequel to my previous story War, published on 19th January, 2014. You can read the first section here. “I can’t do this.”, she sighed, looking at her sister across the table who promptly responded “Why not? Isn’t this what you wanted?” with exceeding sarcasm and got up to pour them a… Continue reading Cold War.
The old lady peeped through the curtains and glanced at the familiar sight of the neatly trimmed rose bushes framed by tiny shrubs, a feature shared by almost all the houses in the neighbourhood. Though she could see her own wrinkled face and gray hair in the glass, she could also clearly see the brunette… Continue reading Windows
He looked up from the book he was reading and stared outside the window. The trees seemed to be rushing past the moving train faster than the train itself. He liked focussing on outdoor sceneries while travelling by trains; it made him dizzy enough to forget the world around him. Today, it was that face.… Continue reading Escape.