“It does not matter that you have to travel a long way; At least we are coming to end of this journey” He looked at her as she held on tightly to his hands. “You know that you don’t belong here, Don’t you?” He asked her and she nodded without looking at him. Her mind was still set on the street which has been her home and world for all the time she has known. He had often told her [...]
When ever a story is being told a new story is being weaved by each listener who in turn becomes a part of this new story. the original story is then retold by the listener to himself over and over so much that the original story gains a more personal significance for the listener. What I mean is that every story sparks creativity within every listener and takes its own form sometimes preserving the message conveyed, and sometimes distorting the [...]
It was on a Saturday evening that I saw Mr. Albert for the first time, talking to dad near the porch at our ancestral home in India. Holding a lantern on one hand and a walking stick on the other, a long over coat and with one shoe shining more than the other, he looked like a character from one of the old English novels I had read. As I came in Dad introduced me to him “This is Mr. [...]
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The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology
