There is a place where I drive my trailer
Everyday
To live forever
Next to the grassy banks of a tranquil lake.
The warm Sun calls me
And the clear water winks at me
Beconing me to come out.
I dip my toes in the water.
I look at the starfish that adorns the rock
Buried by my feet
As eels and gold fishes glide by.
I see a swan swimming at a distance.
I think if you.
I close my eyes and
Wake in your arms again.
-Dedicated to W, my love, my life
She knew nothing about the man she had just married, as was usual in her community, and her stomach was in knots.
For the last ritual, the Pandit asked the couple to put their hands in the milkpot to find a gold ring. “Whoever finds it first rules forever”, he said smiling.
They both frantically searched for the ring until the groom’s fingers found hers inside the pot. Electric hummed between them and, quietly, he slipped the ring in her hand.
“In that magical moment, he helped me up from the stairs. When looked at me as he cradled me in his arms, I saw emotions in his eyes… Love? I was taken aback!
Sure I was flattered by the attention but I couldn’t see how things would ever work out between the two of us.
For one, he was a hulk and I petite, almost breakable. Moreover, she had taken away my twin. I don’t think a Prince would look good hobbling around in one shoe.”
“The boy at the shop across the road keeps staring at our house and smiles whenever I come to the window. Yesterday, I slapped him for that. I am not that kind of girl.”
She repeated her story for the tenth time and looked out of her window at the shop with evident pride. The boy was smiling while he stared at another house. Her face fell.
Short Stories | Fish-eye Perspective 