Posted in Fiction, Poetry

The Final Quest

The forest is dark as little light filters through the thick canopy of trees overhead. He has been walking for what seems like hours but could be only minutes.

Standing in a pool of dim light, she looks the same after so many years, beckoning him to come forward. Awestruck as if he found his heaven, he obliges.

Somewhere in a hospital, an old man dies…


Image by Johannes Plenio on Unsplash

Posted in Fiction

The Pink Sweater

Shivering, she pulled the Pink Sweater tightly around her body like a cocoon when the Police arrived.

He had been high on coke and didn’t struggle much when, with shaky hands, she had twisted the sweater around his neck.

He will never hit her again.


Image by Raychan on Unsplash

Posted in Nature stories

The People in Zoo: The Cranes

The pair of Cranes looked at the other birds in the large aviary with contempt.

So, it has come down to this? They will have to share quarters with these minions? How they hate the Gobble Gobble and the Cackle Cackle–the constant cacophony of the mindless birds who have never seen the world!

They looked past the fenced roof and saw a flock fly by. How they craved to fly with them and see the world again…

Posted in Poetry

The Funeral

Love, when you ended

your ‘less-than-perfect’ life,

I believe you had every right.

But your note said

you pray for forgiveness

for your life of sins.

In that moment,

you changed everything.

You had no right to call

our love, our life and dreams,

a Sin…

We were gay, not philanderer–

almost man and husband.

Now that I stand here at your grave,

I wonder if I had sinned

throughout my life

by loving a Sinner.


Photo by BRUNO CERVERA on Unsplash

Posted in Poetry

First Date

She already knew the result of the meeting.

Men on the dating site asked her to meet them thinking that her disability will cross out theirs. But they realise their mistake within ten minutes of the ‘conversation’.

Considering that this date was ‘normal’…

She found him waiting outside the venue. He sheepishly gestured the ‘signs’ with hands. They said, “Please bear with my clumsiness with ‘signs’. I started learning recently so that we could understand each other.”


Image by Thomas Lardeau on Unsplash

Posted in Nature stories

The People in Zoo: The Alligator

Where have all the eggs gone again? Did the birds eat them…but I had buried them in the sand under the tree…

But no one came…well, except the  cleaner…but he wouldn’t do that to me, would he? He must know how much my babies mean to me…

Maybe they hatched when I was eating and are hiding in the water already…but where are the shells then?


Photo by Егор Камелев on Unsplash