“The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools.” — Henry Beston **** She sat near the window looking up at the sky. It was clear, yet not a sign of sun could be found. She kept staring at the birds flying, leaves falling and … Read more
James willingly looked out of the window at the sound of motorbike. Timmy too followed him and gave small barks as he lurked at the door to look outside. But there was no sign of him. Sadly he turned around and sat with his back at the door. “Why hasn’t dad come yet? Mom says … Read more
“He looks happy and handsome. Check his profile pic.” It whispered. “I have moved on.” I resisted. “Don’t lie. You know you miss him, even after so many years.” It resisted back. “I am not lying. I have my own life now. So, just shut up!” “But what about all those yearnings and waiting for … Read more
As I struggled with my sleepless eyes at night, I stared at the Banyan tree through the window, in our orchard.It had stood there for over 90 years now: still, quiet and strong.Years of hardships brought about by several seasons were embarked all over its trunk, but yet it was there – unflapped.I doubted the … Read more