Children and their quiet moments
Amaya was only four years old. She had been at her child-sized table fiercely engrossed in a game of … Continue reading Children and their quiet moments
Amaya was only four years old. She had been at her child-sized table fiercely engrossed in a game of … Continue reading Children and their quiet moments
It had been a ‘zappy time’, when a twenty odd year old man, a cycle-rickshaw puller, became ‘friend’, to … Continue reading Friendship: A story about a rickshaw puller
I was about 3 years old, when I remember my mom standing by the door in a blue chiffon nightgown. She was amazingly beautiful. I did not think anyone or anything could be more elegantly pretty. I could not take my eyes off her face. She had been singing to me. I still remember the song…..” Va mummy va mummy va….vannoru umma tha mummy tha mummy tha”….The song had been crappy but I fell in love with her.
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