Fiction
The Kohl-eyed Muse
Sukanya first chose to remain silent. But if this long journey and its outcome were to get any better, she’d have to make some effort, she thought. So she said, “I’m just thinking about home.”
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The Cobbler and The Eagle
The golden-breasted eagle’s home was at such heights that she had to dive several hundred metres to get to work. From her abode on the…
Fiction
Those Silver Anklets
It was one of those times in my life, when I actually had the time to pause and take an account of what my life…