Sushila Auntie_Merging Left_The Princess of Thankfulness_Like Strangers Do
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Sushila Auntie
SUSHILA AUNTYShe had no relationship with our family but we called her auntie, Sushila Auntie. Our father was a dear elder brother to her. She once said to me, ‘what your father has done for me, only a true elder brother would do to his sister...he is my dear Bhai Jee.' Sushila Auntie was a victim of India's partition and creation of Islamic Pakistan. She was from a town, known as a ‘city of wrestlers’ and famous for its food. She had built a one-room apartment in Himalayan town and named it ' Sushila Nivas'. It had only one room but was almost the size of a small hall. She also built a well a...
Merging Left
He saw fragmented patterns in the snow of flickering white and dark shadows without definition or topography. The background vista of the valley below with evergreens and snow-covered granite outcroppings beyond the immediate landscape of the ski run was hidden from his eyes. He stood alone with his skis pointed across the terrain, ski poles planted on the side of each ski, looking to the world like any other skier poised for another run. The ski equipment and clothing were not the latest technology, except for the ski helmet, which was a gift from his wife. He wore the helmet but still prefer...
The Princess of Thankfulness
Mark looked down at the steaming bowl of mashed potato looking back up at him. He poked his fork in and out of it a few times, considering its texture. "Nanny, I'd say this part is done!" He called into the next room. His Grandmother was rummaging through cupboards for her casserole dish, which seemed to have buried itself quite well. "Oh where has that dish lost itself this time?" He heard her mutter to herself as she moved across to the next press. The dishwasher beeped to notify him it had finished its chores. So Mark opened it up and a rise of hot steam hit him square in the face. The c...
Like Strangers Do
It was just one Sunday when they met. Ace was sitting there, staring out the window as the buildings pass him by. It was so serene. It was as if he was at peace. Jade had her own smile while standing in front Ace. She couldn't hide her fondness for how Ace looked. So calm. She wished she was too. For a moment, at least, she was. Thanks to him."Have a seat, miss." Ace’s deep and husky tone brought Jade out of her trance. She stared down at him, paling as she realized that she must've looked dumb with a smile on."Oh! Uhm. Thanks." Jade stuttered as she sat in Ace’s place, her head down, eyes on ...