My Earliest Memory

My earliest memory

When Psych Babbler of Over Cups Of Coffee (how auspicious!) tagged me and urged me to share “my earliest memory” I smiled, because with me, it is never one memory. Also, if there’s one way to woo me, it is a cuppa coffee. One triggers another (the coffee as well...

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Precious Memories

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Here’s my post: a 6 word story “Lonely little shoe. Owner in heaven”.   Forgive me, readers. That’s the truth. Memories hurt.

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Little Did She Know

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I love writing 55 fiction. You may not believe me when I say this, but packing a story or event into 55 words is a delightful exercise. Here are my three 55 fiction pieces. The last goodbye She was in unbearable pain. I finally convinced her we had to admit...

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A Rush Of Memories

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A rush of memories I have a little sister I do not know her name We do share a parent Well, that’s a bloody shame One day I was waiting For the dean to return Idly contemplating The mystic bamboo fern Just then I saw two men They walked towards...

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My Little Sister

I fondly kept telling you, Mi, that in our next life, you shall be my little sister. I’d promise to protect you from all those who bullied you, made you cry and tried to rob you of your self-respect with false accusations you never bothered disputing. And then one day...

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Resolutions are good. Results are better

Resolutions are good, results are better Before we knew it, 2014 was nudging us. For a change I was in bed by 11.30 pm. Yep. I slept in 2013 and woke up in 2014. And that is how I celebrated New Year’s eve. As I went to bed I was...

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