Scent Of A Woman
Did it bring Al Pacino to your minds? Naa?.for me it's my mama's smell ? I say smell because I remember as a child...
Bethlehem
I am a creative writer.
My quill is free. I write what I think is the best; my sentiments are soft and imagination, fertile. This...
An Elevator
He was sitting under an arch of the building in which I worked. He had before him bunches of tender coconuts, all so tender...
The Funeral
The skies were dark, gloomy and dismal the day Juliana D'Costa was called to be with the Lord. Jillybai as she was commonly and...
Its Payback Time!
People say there are certain stages in life. I agree. Education I had, employment I got and I married, and as a corollary had...
A Little Angel’s Story
I was a small boy studying in the fifth standard. I was 10 years old. My father and mother were very simple and loving....
The Agony Of Being A Sports Fanatic In India!
(This piece was written during the Athens Olympics. But the situation doesn't seem to have changed except probably for Narain's inclusion in the F1...
THE INTRUDER
?Please reply to my question? my brother yells, I stare at him, and wonder what he was asking. I and my brother share a...
The Paper Woman
It was the sleek black car that attracted his attention at first. He smiled to himself as it came to a stop at the...
Her Family, Her Neighbours
My last visit to india was in 1999. As you know when you visit your native, you have to make many trips to your...
