My! Does she have a temper when confined to pins and clips- whispering, sighing audibly (even slyly learnt to flip)! There have been times, I must admit, when I've even caught her high to that dangerous static electricity... scaring my living daylights!
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GULMOHAR
He took to stealing moments at night, walking briskly in the cool, comforting Spring breeze, to sit by a tiny tea stall in the alley by the temple, for some soothing caffeine and smoke, among the poor souls who frequented it, peeking at him from time to time, through sips of their scalding tea in the oppressive Spring evenings, wondering why he was in a place like that.
The Boatman Series (3) – The Boatman and the Moneylender
Starless winter night, the cold, dark waters, the Boatman comes to ferry the midnight travellers; then jumps out upon that same old harbour, leaving the lonely boat unanchored... Of the story he has now much gathered, from the traveller, the mother and a boat ride he vaguely remembers. Entranced, he walks up to the last… Continue reading The Boatman Series (3) – The Boatman and the Moneylender
The Boatman Series (2) – The Boatman and The Mother
Starless winter night, the cold dark waters - the Boatman comes to ferry the midnight travellers - yet waiting in agony at the rainy harbour, stands an old woman with a man's hat for shelter, crying, "How now Boatman, are you there? My son took the ferry last Wednesday, and I've heard none from him… Continue reading The Boatman Series (2) – The Boatman and The Mother
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