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Springtime Magic
"Louisa!" "Sorry Mother." Fifteen-year-old Louisa sat by the window, pins and needles in her lap. She turned, finding her mother sitting in the chair opposite of her, glaring at her, over her pointed nose. "I don't understand why you still amuse yourself with daydreams and fantasies,' her mother grumbled. "Oh Mother," Louisa cried. "If you only believe, then will you able to hear the trees sing and the wind dance. Sometimes even the woodland creatures will crawl out and tell the most wonderful tells." "I see there is no use getting through to you today," her mother sighed. "Go and enjoy the su...
SPIRITED HELP
(This story is set on earth’s twin planet GAIA2 which is behind us in age but is evolving.) Early that morning, as the canister reached the shore, Fling the fisherman picked it up and opened it. Dense smoke erupted from it and a genie appeared before him. The genie said “Stranger, I’m a strange visitor to this town. I had been imprisoned by a bad element and will take care of him suitably later. I want to reward you for releasing me. Make a wish.”Fling couldn’t answer immediately awww.onedoor.ccnd merely said “Make me rich.” “Done” and the genie disappeared!Fling finished fishing and went home. He told his ...
Toyesh,Lord of Water
Toyesh, the lord of waterMy Son Toyesh asked me: Mama “why are we so far from people? Where is Grandma? why did we leave her all alone? Why do we have to live like this with no friends?Because we love Grandma, because we love the people of our village, Gandhy, was all I can answer. It was a very difficult decision but we did not have any choice.It is just a few weeks we are thriving to survive on this isolated Island with the mere source of livelihood. I still remembered people in the village who called us a heartless couple for leaving an 80-year-old lady alone at home. They don’t know the pa...
LAST MINUTE
HEADS-UP : TENSIONThe morning gleam flared through the window blinds' cracks. The flare shadow painted the office desk with lines. A faint breeze made the glint reflect to the monumental white ceiling. I sat on the opposite side facing him, calm and composed. I was terribly nervous in my cheap suit. Nobody would have guessed anyway. Most of my colleagues at my former workplace had kept telling me through our time working together; that I have gifted hands, that picks up the best things everywhere. I picked the best deals, I made the best sales. I had picked the ten dollar suit and it fitted wi...