Little was said. Too much was felt. The words tore them apart, erasing the good years. Only photographs kept the evidence. Their love for each other was pushed to the back of their hearts. And life went on.
"I can't share you with so many people," she complained. "But they're my friends," she replied. They continued walking in silence. She tried again. "But I'm like your sister!" They had reached the end of the long road. "Let's take one last selfie?" When the camera clicked, none of them were smiling. Still, she posted… Continue reading Ending it right
The three friends had a competition. Who could do the most skips without stopping? Arun could do 40 and Debolina skipped 35 times before the rope got stuck under her foot. Giri had been able to skip only 10 times before huffing and puffing to a stop.“Giri! You are not able to skip or jump… Continue reading Greedy Giri – Part II
Disagreement was normal. "We certainly can't agree on everything," she said. Her soon-to-be ex-friend thought otherwise. She formed her lips into an ugly frown. Her eyes turned darker than coal. "If we think differently, how can we be best friends." It wasn't really a question. They continued sipping their mochas. The others in the cafe… Continue reading No Agreement
The fat eggplants rested by him. Most of the tomatoes and spinach had found homes that morning. It was too early to leave the bazaar but not too early to have his puffed rice. His hard worked, wrinkled hands, diced an onion to add some flavor to the humble snack. While he chewed and thought… Continue reading Afternoon in the Bazaar
In the city of Kolkata, lived a little girl called Rimi. Rimi was always happy, because she had her friend Goat. Goat knew Rimi from the day he was born outside on the sidewalk. He waited for her every morning and evening. “Biscuits for my Goat,” Rimi would say. She carried a packet of milk… Continue reading Rimi, Monkey, & Goat – A tiny story for kids