Birthday Gift

  Happy birthday…little sunshine…my new mother greeted me. Really…true..is it happening… A lean smiling face boy comes forward. He’s your brother…she’s your sister…aunty, no mother, I corrected self in mind, introduces us to each other. Yes, it’s my first birthday in fourth years of her until now life. Sacha Black’s Writespiration#106 52 Weeks in 52 Words Week 10 prompt The…

Incomplete Forever

  The eve of Sunday moving slowly towards the night. The Azaan from a distance can be heard as the sound of a passing train. The mind is in search of a thought that it can muse,– while, the soul is in the mood of sitting back and enjoy the eve. There is a serenity, there is quietude,…

The (Un)Deliver Message

  She looked at her sleeping husband. He doesn’t look peaceful like him at all. She brushed her belly gently and said softly am going to be a mother…can you listen to me…A forgotten face with hazelnut colored eyes flashed in her mind. This was the only dream they, rather, he adores most. Dedicated to Her Originally…