The little girl and boy were screaming. Not the bad screaming. Not Mia’s screaming. Lucretia stood in the outer schoolyard, looking through the fence that separated her from the scene of the crime she had created two months prior. Of all the kids packed into the limited pen designated for kindergarten students, her eyes and ears couldn’t help but track the running, laughing—For now, she thought—screaming little girl and boy, engaged in the age-old interplay: the fluttering of the little girl’s long hair; the little boy’s outstretched hand; the former barely outrunning the latter, whether by choice or biology, laughing, screaming, most times out of exhilaration, sometimes because a primitive thought told her she was in genuine danger; the way the invisibly tethered pair navigated the other children, who were merely sitting ducks oblivious to the fast-paced game of tandem sparrows; the little boy finding a latent gear, accelerating, reaching…
After seven days of intolerable confinement, Izzy decided that this foggy afternoon was the right time to free herself. And, if she could manage,…
It was clear to Cynth that the cute girl and handsome boy didn’t want to kiss. Not with her sitting three benches away. Not…
We fly half-way around the world to New Delhi. After almost sixteen hours of non-stop flight, we land at almost midnight through a dark…
Near the end of a walkway were fourteen counted garbage bags. Black and bloated they held skeletal remains. Expired clothing, a Sunday brunch, and…
That was Kojagiri Purnima night when the moon comes closer to the earth and appears larger than the usual full moon. It is usually…
Winter is approaching fast. Autumn comes routinely as expected. The cool, crisp, morning sun gives a reprieve from the summer heat. But then summer…
Instead of an unknown scare and anxiety while receiving a telegram that made me feel oh My God I got a telegram! I was…
‘Are you going to get her soon, Steve?’ ‘What did you say dear? Yes, it has been a long time, nearly a whole week.…
With her arm inserted through a wicker basket’s handle, Kate carefully stepped over the shoreline’s rocks as water sloshed inches from her feet. Tied…
Mrinalini was up, even before the crack of dawn, fresh with renewed vigour to embark upon the day’s chores. Sipping her morning cup of…
