I Won't Ever Stop You_The Banyan Grandma_Learning to love the city_Soul-Fire
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I Won't Ever Stop You
I sigh. Before I can lose my resolve too much, I speak up. “That was amazing, Cleaver, thanks a lot But now I think I’ll have to –““Hey! How could I forget!” Cleaver looks at me, eyes shining. “Come on, Helix! I gotta show you something!” Flapping his wings quickly, Cleaver takes off into the sky, oblivious as usual to the fact that I’m half-human, and just with my luck, didn’t have any pretty, colorful fairy wings.I start running after him, sighing mentally: it’s Sunday already. My long weekend is coming to an end, and so is my time with my magical comrades. It was so calm and refreshing he...
The Banyan Grandma
THE BANYAN GRANDMA BY: DEBAPRASAD MUKHERJEE The house lay abandoned since long; at least since Pintu and his friends have been seeing it. They pass by the house at least twice a day on school days; while going to and coming back from their school after their rigorous attempts at learning. In spite of their painstaking efforts the goddess of learning hasn’t smiled kindly on them, at least thus far. Pintu and Rony are in class five, and Suman, Rony’s sister, is in class four. A variety of subjects intrigue them excepting those in print in their school books. That’s the reason they enjoy the tri...
Learning to love the city
I was gritting my teeth in silent fury when my mom announced that it’s already final to move to another city that’s unfamiliar to me. My mom and my dad failed their business so they relocated to another city that’s not really a busy city to have a new start for their business and they also wanted me to study there. We’ll I hate it cause I would definitely miss my homeland, my friends and also the happiness this city makes me feel. My family is rushing to fold the clothes and put it in the baggage. “Thylane, I know you would love that city because it is a great start to focus more on your stud...
Soul-Fire
Pale embers and a scattering of ashes… That was all that remained of the bright burning fire my soul had been at birth. The daughter of a Heavenly King should never feel so weak. I fell to earth only fourteen years ago to experience mortality, entrusted to earthly parents by my father. My soul-fire shone bright in childhood. My dimpled smile attracted many a cheek pinching from my older earth relatives. It was a glorwww.onedoor.cciously free time, cocooned in the love of my live-in maternal grandmother. I was a bright child, full of sunlight and joy. Some of the adults around me said they saw an otherworldl...