Child Brides and Broken Toys Her tattered dolls snatched from her the broken, mismatched train set put away in a rusted old box. The little stuffed dog made so lovingly with white and black beads pushed under the bed, carelessly…
Month: October 2013
My 100 words on Saturday – 7
I knew it was my last day there Introduced in February 2013 on Everyday Gyaan – an invitation, a prompt, a linky. Write exactly a 100 words on the prompt and publish it on your blog – a story, a poem, a mini-essay. The…
Forgotten Scent of Love
THEN– Pia takes a pen out of her handbag, to sign some papers at the bank, and the black leather phone cover falls out onto the floor. She smiles, remembering the night this had come to be hers, and the…