The last priest of the Fengche village descended up the dry village path overgrown with wilting pigweeds, briskly walking past the mighty old Haitala tree towards a house over the edge of the hill. Today he was especially adorned in his formal traditional outfit: a hornbill beak headgear, traditional cotton parri, an eagle wing fan, and a small cased dagger. It was an important occasion and he had his wife polish his hornbill headgear twice. It had been quite a while since he was summoned for priestly duties. The importance of his priesthood was fading with time, with people of his village branching out to settle down in the valleys to embrace the growing churches of Abo Jesu. Gone were the days when the ardor of a priest sanctified every event in the village- every child born, every field plowed, every house warming event, every marriage ceremony, every sickness, and…
I am waiting for my parents. It has almost been a year since I have seen Ma. Baba visited me every four months. I…
“Ma’am, the ceremony will begin in a short time. We are waiting for the chief guest.” The event manager informed her. “OK. I’m almost…
“Two shots in the crotch. Two more in the heart. One last in the head,” Carter murmured to himself. A man laid dead in…
When the sound of a pop surfaced back to my ears, I froze in place. In that moment, the howling murderers, rapists and what…
The ceiling lights pierced her eyes as she was laid on a steel table with the hospital gown. She felt better to be in…
Mona looked outside. She and her twin sister Dona were on Don Valley Parkway in Toronto, Ontario. It was bright and sunny outside. Just…
It was a perfect day…for remaining at home. I was on a leave of absence from the office on grounds of fictitious flu. I…
“You or me?” What does the two-legged demon do when he arrives at that knot in the thicket?” Sheshnag said in an accurate imitation…
