The morning dawned bright and clear. Actually no. Hot and humid is more like it. My Honda Activa dazzled with a brand new battery. I was contemplating getting it serviced before announcing that it was for sale. I called K and he came over – since I couldn’t ride there.…
Posts tagged as “memories”
Even today, when I think of all the attempts to foil every plan we made for an outing, I find it amusing. Time does heal. But back then, I remember how mad I used to get and how frustrated, helpless I’d feel, Mi. Especially during our 6 year stint in…
And I don’t know how, Mi. Not complaining really…but a little surprised nevertheless. The good news is I don’t have to alter the bag of clothes I’ve been procrastinating over for months now. The bad news is all the clothes I’ve bought since are a size too large. Okay, so…
Here’s my post: a 6 word story “Lonely little shoe. Owner in heaven”. Forgive me, readers. That’s the truth. Memories hurt.
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…
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…