A Pigeon-y Tale

Pinky felt a pit in her stomach. As if the world was ending. A flux of terror, doom and guilt stormed within her as the frightened, confused and desperate cries for help filled the air.They were trapped. All twenty of them. The net was strong and tight. It cut through their soft wings and delicateContinue reading “A Pigeon-y Tale”

A New Life… A New Story…

You, little Radhika, yes, for me you will always be little. You were born into my arms. Or atleast that’s how I choose to remember it. For a moment, in all that confusion and chaos, when your drunk father was absent and your aunt had gone away for her lunch and your mother was underContinue reading “A New Life… A New Story…”

Freedom

Didi, didi, didi… Natasha braked her scooter as it skidded to a stop. Four ragged, untidy, unbathed and brightly smiling children surrounded her scooter and started fiddling with the mirror, the seat and the horn. Each holding a bunch of paper tricolors on sticks in one hand. “Didi, didi, why did you stop coming onContinue reading “Freedom”