Why is she more blessed than me?

She lives in the best house at the end of our street, Her husband runs a business that no one can beat.  She owns such beautiful dresses, Always looking like a fairy in those long tresses. Her life seems to be perfect, There is not a single defect! I can't stop myself being envious, Although [...]

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The Gramophone – A short memoir.

The golden gramophone was looking shinier in the light of that old kerosene lamp seated patiently beside it. I couldn't help but gaze at it in wonder, memories of my childhood came rushing back at me. The old house near a big oak tree in my village always looked mysteriously majestic to me. It was summer [...]

The blue sneakers – A mini story.

"Hey where did you get these from?" I asked him. I could see him smile the broadest since he joined our group. Those blue and white sneakers were exactly the ones I wanted. Shining on his feet, beneath those dirty and torn jeans he always wore, they were mocking me. "Baba bought them yesterday." He [...]