As he woke up again on a Monday morning, the weekend like every other weekend wasted away, he let out a huge sigh. Head dizzy from still the lack of sleep, hair messy as always, back aching and that constant pain in his right knee. For a man in his early 20’s, his body surely felt like he was closer to his 50’s like his old man. His old man has a healthier body than him, he stopped and thought. “You youth and your crazed new lifestyle!”, his old man would often say when he calls him up. Which reminded him, he needed to call home; it’s been almost 2 weeks now. Nobody told him that this 9-5 that people live in, is all about the hurry. He never has time, the energy or the money to basically enjoy life, like his younger 16-year-old had imagined. It’s all about the…
The man was listlessly walking around in his kitchen at the topmost floor of the apartment building. He was not thinking about anything; in…
My Heartbeat Simbu, I scribble in this diary from a place where death enjoys a life of its own. Where it isn’t feared or…
As I was reading a book at home last evening, there was a thunderous knock on the door. I went downstairs to open the…
Chapter 1 July 2006 : It was by far,the hottest summer since I arrived in Lebanon, twenty years ago. Sweat beads started to …
Friday the 25thof April 1992 was unique for two reasons; the fact it was the day after Chris’ 12th birthday was just one of…
The Davidson family was what some would call white trash and they knew it. They were aware of the stigma that came with their…
The small boy waited for his father to return home. He hung around the wide gate, leading to a massive compound with their house…
‘What do you excel at ?’ I asked her one day in idle curiosity as I lounged in my chair outside, waiting for the…
