The tall pines were the last to let go of their white load of snow. The children knew that and they admired the pine trees for being clever enough to have those thin hard spikes pointing upwards all along the spine of its leaves and branches. That’s what allowed them…

For every small issue that came up, he would take a handful of rice from the sack kept under his table and drop it in the bowl kept next to him. In a week or so, the bowl would be full and he would shut the door of the his…

On the first step of the staircase he paused and looked up to see the rock cut into equal, though uneven steps to help people reach the top where it was said the sun at the earliest hour bathed the town far below in the valley in its yellow light…

The cafe opened at four every morning, though there were few people who wanted a bite or a coffee at that hour. The first few customers on the few days that the cafe saw its early customers were mostly people returning home from a night of revelry, or from dropping…

With the half broken piece of the lens that was once in a metallic frame of a sailor’s binocular in his bag, he was ready for any eventuality that may befall him on his great journey. He was now packed and ready for the adventure that many had said they…

A small stream that rumbled past the small shack that served only tea and fritters had dried up in the late summers and the birds and the deer that flocked close to the shack for their drink were now moving farther away from the stream and towards the river that…

For the smallest coin in your pocket, you could buy something from Lala’s shop. There was no child who was turned away because he or she didn’t have enough. From the many jars filled with colourful treats, you could start by choosing your favourite, but then you needed to have…

Snatches of sentences, picked midway from conversations between strangers at roadside corners or from two riders on passing bikes or in cafes, made up most of the bulk that he returned home with. He didn’t remember now where he had picked up this habit from. He didn’t remember when he…

Plato looked out of the window and mused. He was given to musing quite a lot. That’s what he did for a living. Of course, at the end of his cerebral mastication he was supposed to mouth words that would mean something to someone somewhere or his musing would come…