It was a glass room, Tongi. Literally, a room which was made of glass built on stilts in the far shade of a village pond. The pond’s algae reflected its green on its glass walls. On rainy days, slanting rains fell on it and left its droplets to slide down the glass. Tongi ghor, meaning Tongi room, …
As a wedding planner, Nadia had a full roster. She planned the most gorgeous weddings; water fountain centerpiece, flowery dining tables, ornate bridal thrones, glowing candelabras, her sweet signature dribbled across the floor. Props were used in the long hall: tall and flowing flower vines spread over portable metal structures; cheap sculptures and fake studded …
“Let me put it to you in this way. In your feeble logic that aged beauty cannot be praised, is bogus,” I reasoned with Tamarrah Prine. “Regardless of the brunette, the blond, or the black, underneath everyone’s hair turns white in time. White is universal, lasting, and most praiseworthy colour of all.” Tamarrah Prine was …
In a jaundiced sky, bats and crows flew amok in uncertain directions at dusk. The sky was a dark canvas of jittery flight. A blaze over the tall gum trees was a telltale sign, suggesting the end of time. The fire grew. The denizens of the forest ran deeper around the bend. Human voices carried distress. …
Darkness crept in. Rain poured. I ran outside. I wanted to be with rain. No, wait, I wanted to rain-dance a tango. Night had fallen. Waters gushed. It whispered to make inroads into my soul. I opened up to it. I found my knight. He rode up in silver tresses and translucent shinning armour. I …
