The Birthday Cake

From Bangalore, I called a local cake shop in Bahadurgarh. It is my father’s 70th birthday. I discussed the cake, I sent him a fewRead More

Help me…

Help me, he whimpers. He believes that in the warmth of my touch,As I hold his face, tap his back,As he lays on the foldRead More

Fight, We Will!

cover your hair, your facecover your anger, your hurt, your disgustsmile, don’t look up, talk back,better yet, SAY NOTHING. don’t interfere, hold it inremember yourRead More

Be Nice, Mamma!

The cars were relentless.They had turned the road into a one-way and refused to let us pass. We were getting late. The delivery had not comeRead More

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