Image by  Brooke DiDonato Mrs Davis was considered to be a fit babysitter by the Rogers, for she was punctual, stern and well groomed, a mighty improvement from the last one who filled the position. But the three children felt that she was too incurious and strict to be their care-taker. They used to have... Continue Reading →

Rose Blossom Frost

Photo by Juanjo Menta on Pexels.com It was much debated,the doom befalling the world;Would it end in icy white,or yield to dark raging fire? But beyond the realms of passionand the reach of cold cunning;Lies a field forgotten,bathed in streaks of grey. And in there resides,these creations of colours;The ones beyond the norm,that fail to be... Continue Reading →

Catty Thoughts

You there, hooman! Yes, you. Thought you could prevent us from coming here, didn't you? Well, tough luck. See my pretty claws and sharp teeth? I'll put them to good use if you try to oust me from my spot. After months cooped up in my care-taker's small flat, I need my dose of natural... Continue Reading →

The Smoky Dance

Photo by Paul Theodor Oja on Pexels.com "They're just a bunch of over-smart wannabe activists and bored, directionless delinquents seeking attention," Inspector Sharma instructed the police personnels tasked to monitor the crowd gathered at the Lydon Stadium. "If you see any unruly behaviour, just shout a warning and use your lathi to knock some sense into... Continue Reading →

The Walk of Emotions

– Google "Welcome to the The 'Walk Of Emotions', Karan," Shieran chirped, standing before a big, wooden door. When he'd met her at the Highway Barricade, the place where all permits had to be registered to enter this 'nation-away-from-nation'; she didn't strike him as an able guide with her peppy attitude. But after the morning... Continue Reading →

Of Arts and Minds

Finally the kids were settled in the living room, sitting on the rug with their paints and pads. Who knew that babysitting four kids could be so taxing? If not for the pocket-money she needed to buy a new phone.. Speaking of phones, Angie took out mobile as she sprawled on the sofa, intending to... Continue Reading →

Red Light at Night

Image- unsplash After sunset, the bustling streets of the market transformed into the affairs of dark desire- the dutiful & virtuous paving the way for the immoral vices. She stood on the mouth of the alley, away from the red glow of nightlights. I've gotta take on a big client today. Or more, she calculated,... Continue Reading →

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