De-sensitised

Spring arrived with mud and a torrent of bad news. “Wash the mud off thoroughly with soap, and spray a sanitiser after that.” “I love the smell of wet earth.” “You need to do it to retain the sense of smell.” I dreamt of trees laden with a spiky fruit, which no one wanted to … More De-sensitised

Strategic

The rat ran and he chased. He came out in the lawn, and looked for the rat between the shrubs. It probably disappeared in a rat hole somewhere. He walked back home to find that six other rats of different sizes were scurrying around the kitchen. They scooted away on seeing him, but with food … More Strategic

Filtration

People see what makes sense to them, reality notwithstanding. I find myself visualising and counting the boxes inside their mind, and sadly watch the gist of what I say fall through the cracks. It hampers communication for sure. I start saying something, and then stop – knowing that it will fall between the cracks or … More Filtration

How?

Tamsin’s heart drummed frantically. She tore through her pack, her books, and the messy desk. Where was it? She had spoken to a forensic expert, but the will was missing. How would she prove that it was tampered with? She opened her laptop to check the scanned copy. It was there. But did forensic science … More How?

Let’s grow

The rose bushes lay a siege with velveteen petals and curved thornsBabies I pat on the head, have grown hornsThe world is changing fast, let’s grow togetherOr those bushes will soon drive us apart Petals change color, I did not see the thornsI need to keep pace, so keep the meter onOr those bushes will … More Let’s grow

Fog

The damp fog refused to burn away, eating up their street until the suburb became still and their house an island. This quote knocks at her creativity. The message from her friend looms large on her mind, “The tainted woman CEO of …. Bank is not so bad a person. Her husband is the real … More Fog

Mistaken identity

“Leave me alone,” she snapped, juking around him on the sidewalk and hurrying away with a quick clack of heels. “I know who has sent you. Stay away from me.” She hissed. “Wait, you are getting it all wrong….” said Altaf. Aaarrrghhhh… She was lying in a heap on the sidewalk, and he was helping … More Mistaken identity

Rolling Dice

The dice tumbled and the table leaned forward with held breath would it be a one or a six? given a chance it wants spherical dice where numbers mix wiped out dots to give opportunities to guess with some time to correct the mess dice lands on a rough surface a polished side gleaming A … More Rolling Dice

Angel

The black dog followed them home, and then blocked their path. He wouldn’t let them open the door to enter the house. They had ignored him for sometime, but there appeared to be a message in his persistence. “Let’s follow him. He has something to show us.” Tina felt he understood her language, and started … More Angel