A NARROW ESCAPE_You Do As I Say_These Walls Can Talk_OH, THE HUMANITY
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A NARROW ESCAPE
A NARROW ESCAPE Satish and Vidya landed at Boston Logan Airport to spend some time with their daughter, Rachana. She with her husband, Navin had come to receive them and to take them to their house. “So, how are you Baba and Aai? Was the wheelchair service at the airport okay, Baba?” “Yes. Did not have any difficulty. We both are good.” “Okay, let us move.” Rachana and Navin loaded the baggage in the car.In half an hour, they reached their home. After relaxing for a short while, they had some refreshing tea. “Baba, Now, tell me about your health,” Rachana said. “To tell you of my health, I c...
You Do As I Say
“Picture your reader,” was the pithy advice my editor gave me yesterday.Not sure he if meant literally, but I wasnwww.onedoor.cc’t going to embarrass myself and ask him to elaborate on it. I am imaginative – I can figure it out on my own.So, tonight, I found a comfortable position in my desk chair and closed my eyes. I got this. Imagining things was my day gig.Lots of faces flashed in my mind’s eye. From all continents. All skin tones, occupations, genders. Various degrees of intelligence and creativity.I singled out a guy sitting in an armchair, reading a book under a floor lamp. The walls of the room were...
These Walls Can Talk
I suppose I should have seen it coming. My occupants steadily left their spaces one by one a while ago now, leaving me empty and very alone. My hollow insides long for something to fill the void, something to breathe life into these old lungs.I am one of the last buildings left standing. I have watched several others in the area disappear over the last year or so. I didn’t understand why I felt increasingly anxious with every explosion and subsequent cloud of dust, smoke, and debris. But as each building succumbed to the blasts, my anxiety turned into a sense of abandonment and further into de...
OH, THE HUMANITY
"Grow up; that's what I want him to do," Vic growled as he stormed out of the cabin and off the porch, the squall of anger stinging his head and warming his ears. He blinked at the bang of the screen door he slammed for exclamation."Damn her," he mumbled as he stomped along a path leading into the woods. The morning dew felt cool on his sandaled feet and turned the kicked-up dirt into mud on his toes.How could she bring this up now? This was supposed to be their 5th-anniversary trip. Spend a long weekend at the cabin they first made love in, rekindle the old flame, and remember why they got ma...