Neigh

The old horse neigh echoing the oldness of the alley where it was sheltered– A destitute building with ferns and mosses, grown freshly last monsoon, and now multicolored; An owner who has no one to look after him; a room he lives broken with seasonal winds and– Breeze waltzing through the broken window pane–located overlooking…… Continue reading Neigh

Beside You [100-Word]

“Hey hon, do you remember that picture…the picture you had shown me last week at the doctor’s chamber…the one from the travel magazine…a man and a woman standing by the Lake…what was it name…the name was…” “Hush…doctor had said to be quiet…don’t stress yourself…and I do remember the picture…but, not the name of the Lake…”…… Continue reading Beside You [100-Word]

Smile [100-Word]

I opened my wallet for tenth time or eleventh–I’ve lost count; there are not much there. The rumor was true now it seems; the market crashed and many are kicked out; when I’ll be paid my salary or whether it will happen sooner, no surety of it. I had called her telling I’ll be late,…… Continue reading Smile [100-Word]

Freedom or Not [100-Word]

The night was full moon as it was…is it “would be” a century ago or few years ago, or, is it “will”…I couldn’t decipher the point of the time I had looked at that transparent sign of the house–the wizard hat in the square fixed to a pole–last time…it couldn’t be the future because present…… Continue reading Freedom or Not [100-Word]

At the Top of an Obelisk [A Flash Fiction]

My old man once said, standing here, and pointing in front with his gold-tipped mahogany cane, “what a city it was…joy…happiness…” I had asked him, “now…what it is…” He had a mirth in his broken voice while replying, “grave…graves…those are monolith…no…actually obelisk…on the dream…dreams…of yours…of mine…of children of yours…my grandchildren…” “Excuse me…sir…Mrs. Gallyot will see you…… Continue reading At the Top of an Obelisk [A Flash Fiction]