At Water’s Edge Once, when the boy barely came to the man’s knees, when the man had to tilt to reach the boy’s tiny, soft hand, he would gently enfold the boy’s fingers into his own and guide him to the water’s edge. Now, after years of absence and interference – separated as other’s conflicts became theirs – neglect, no word, then no words exchanged as familial berms became hills and hills mountains. With only two weeks from another separation – by the boy from his family, the man from his new family – they were absorbed by memories and changes. It was their final time, after many times. The cool, late afternoon ocean breeze cooled their faces as they stood in the same spot near the same Cyprus tree – now supported by metal. The man, escaping his past, now bent, slow, sought merely comfort, warmth, and family. He…
Over the Hindu Kush Mountains, a bountiful, lush valley, existed once, famously known as The Indus Valley. Central to the Dravidian civilisation, this Indus…
Have you ever felt like garbage? You would think, why would I give such an analogy? Nobody wants to think about it. But I…
She was a waitress at the Waffle House and he was a regular customer. She greeted him every day with a seductive grin as…
Strolling through a South Asian supermarket in Ottawa, the label on a bag of rice caught my eye. Despite being a resident of Canada…
Anyone who has watched the Terminator trilogy understands the talk of the town regarding Artificial Intelligence. The film series shows the dominance of machines over the…
The river Kopili, a tributary of the mighty river Brahmaputra, flows by the side of the sleepy village Barkuloi in the district of Morigaon. …
He turned his head for a quick second in the direction of the digital clock on his table, which announced 11.15 PM. The last…
Prologue April 2018 The fiery accents of orange-gold in the western sky had gingerly muted into a soft peach. Rich hues of champagne and…
They were irritated by the high-pitched sound of a long whistle that emitted a clear signal across the lines of barracks. A busy schedule…
