Every time Ma sang Hickory Dickory Dock, I thought of Grandpa's grand old clock. In my head a gigantic mouse would stealthily climb Grandpa's clock. It would then twirl around in a tango with the little man playing the drums. Many moons have transcended time and tide. I'm back to Grandpa's crumbling mansion. Grandpa … Continue reading Grandpa’s Clock: #FridayFictioneers
Photo Credits: Gah Learner moon boonThe Airbnb accommodation is way beyond their expectations. A pristine view, overlooking the stunning Mt. Edna and a radiant moon glistening in all its glory. The fine sheers, and the ornate furniture exude love and warmth. Kaveri lies sprawled on the floral chaise, devouring the new Khaled Hosseini novel. Trisha … Continue reading Moon Boon: #FridayFictioneers
A long Easter weekend is the perfect excuse to get away from our frenetic Parisian life. Pierre has meticulously chosen Briare, as our destination. I can't wait to lay my eyes on Canal de Briare, the oldest canal in the world that runs almost thirty meters above the spectacular river Loire. Our train journey is uneventful … Continue reading Yearning for Briare: #FridayFictioneers
Ed and Jane had put all their life savings in erecting their two storey home. When typhoon Katrina lashed their city, their warm, cosy hearth was reduced to a dilapidated structure. The kids refused to live their anymore. They said it reminded them of that fateful day. But there was more to it than meets … Continue reading Redemption: #FridayFictioneers
I have been off the loop for a while, yes. Multiple things occupying my mind space. I'm not planing to quit blogging! Heck no. 🙂 That's what keeps my sanity intact, you see. A few things need my attention more at this point of time, therefore the dwindling posts. Though I wrote Friday Fictioneers on … Continue reading Wheels of Time: #FridayFictioneers
"Hey Philipe! Guess what, the Art Fair is on this Sunday." "Date?” says Matt, rather mysteriously over the phone. It has been over a fortnight since they last spoke. Their squabbles had become way too frequent, so they were taking time away. Matt's call is rather unexpected. Philipe has missed Matt terribly, and is over the … Continue reading Bedazzled: #FridayFictioneers
Istanbul, 1970 Every night they sat huddled under the exquisite lamppost erected by the Turkish noble. They were a bunch of homeless vagabonds. The lamppost was a witness to imaginary tales, true adventures and some silly, inane anecdotes. On lucky days, they shared piping hot tea and leftover bread, handed over by some generous … Continue reading Bosphorous: #FridayFictioneers
"I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas," Vivian hummed, as the barren tree outside the living room window stared back at her. The icicles lent it a certain character, though. Adriana, her sister was busy decorating the Christmas tree. Vivian's twins were excitedly pitching in. "Mommy, you got to see these new decorations, we bought … Continue reading Christmas Carol: #FridayFictioneers
My Thoughts on Seeing This Prompt: Yikes! I'm not going to write this one. It looks dark, gloomy and will not elude a great story. But then I haven't written for my favourite Friday Fictioneers for the past two weeks. I was away traveling, and when I returned I got swamped by life's little follies. … Continue reading Country Roads: #FridayFictioneers
It's a rare, sunny morning in Chicago. That special kind of morning when the sun streams right on to your shoulders, and your spirits are simply soaring. "What a memorable work trip," thinks Sonia smugly. "I'll grab a bite and then binge shop at Bloomingdales." She turns around to eye the building. A … Continue reading The Encounter: #FridayFictioneers