Because words are meant to be read
“Ammi, you’ll be safe here, is this okay?” I kept asking her though I dreaded her reply. “Your teacher told me you’re the brightest student, Ayina, I am so happy. Let’s eat ice-cream,” my demented mother replied. She has gone back to her favorite memory, my childhood, while I lived the worst moment in that... Continue Reading →
Since a decade when I first fell for her or maybe her hair which sang and synced as she talked or shall I say for everything Since a decade when i first held her hand so soft and fairly clad in mine with warmth and trust which I was so proud of that now... Continue Reading →
Amay is as nervous as any day but today the matter is extremely serious. From his silent life, he continues to gather expressions for what is about to come. He moves forward his trembling legs asking strangers in a strange colony with even more strange expressions for address written on paper, without words. “Oh Masterji’s house? Take first... Continue Reading →
"Dadddyy....eeeee..." she giggled while unwrapping her gift He watched and adored the happiness in his seven year old daughter "Why did you always wrap everything you give her, Beta?"her grandmother asked her son, Rishi "Because I know she likes this way.." Rishi replied, thinking of his wife who used to ask him to always gift... Continue Reading →
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We are familiar with it by now, on a first name basis, in fact: “The cancer” “Cam has cancer” “the cancer thing.” Cam texts me after an appointment and refers to “my cancer”, like it was some sort of pet. A black slimy pet with too many fingers, that doesn’t do anything but sit in the corner and watch us while we eat and sleep. If we’re going to talk about names this is probably the first thing you should know.
Back when the cancer was just a shadow, an irregular mass on a blurry radiology picture, we met with Sarah, the priest who married us this summer. We talked around money, wills, living situations, kids, whether or not we’d take our family to church. We didn’t tell her about the–well, the not-cancer, the lesion, whatever it is. Why worry people, we kept saying to each other, if it’s going…
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