The Parched City_Seeds of Hope_Moon River_Sleepwalker
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The Parched City
“Country Road take me home to the place I belong....” this evergreen song may be is often hummed by those who left their homes to earn livelihood in the big “City”. The dream place with the skyscrapers, flashy cars, attractive Malls and of course the money is actually a trap to catch all those greedy innocent rats running after an easy piece of cheese. Both jungles and Cities look romantic on a silver screen or on the cover page of a glossy magazine. But in reality especially for our Kaveri ( named after a famous river of South India), was the innocent bride who had come to this big city three...
Seeds of Hope
Natalia blinked at her mother through blurred vision as her luggage grew heavier with every moment. "No, no, no my love. No tears." her mother brushed her soft hands across her cheek and held it there for a moment while wiping away tears with her thumb. "This is not a sad occasion." she moved her other hand to softly hold Natalia's face and gave a gentle squeeze. "This is so you can raise my beautiful grandbaby with your head held high, knowing that you did the best thing to give her a stable future." "Momma-" Natalia began but was cut off by her mother's face now cradled to her swollen bell...
Moon River
I love the ocean, always have. It’s where I find my solace and my strength, my peace, and my power. I will always love the ocean, even though it tried to kill me.Moon River isn’t just a beautiful old song, it’s the promise of something better, a promise that beckons like the yellow brick road on the way to Oz. At full moon and low tide, it’s possible to follow that yellow ocean river quite a way out from shore, and one night I did. I heard the speculation later that I tried to kill myself, but I didn’t. I don’t think. Maybe.My plan was just to walk the beach and let the soft splash of the wave...
Sleepwalker
TW: murder All the locations and characters used in this story are fictional*** Ruby 5/5/1948 12:04 amIt was a dark, windy night. I don’t remember how or when, but I woke up in the middle of a field. This field was the property of my family. It was a beautiful, golden field in the morning. At night, however, it is rather ominous. The wheat grazed my legs as I stood up, brushing dirt off my nightgown. It was around midnight, and no light was to be seen, not even the moon who was hiding behind a fluffy cloud. I followed my senses and walked towards the pebble path leading towards my house. We’vewww.onedoor.cc...