I don’t know what’s so funny about farting, however, most of the people laugh when they fart or hear someone farting. People laugh even when you mention the word fart. As a child I loved to tell this story. I cannot remember whether someone had told me this story or I had read this in […]
I am multi-tasking: I chopping cucumber for green salad, talking to my mother, and waiting for my lunch to arrive on the table. Suri catwalks through the door and announces her arrival. I don’t pay heed to her callings and continue chopping, talking and waiting. Suri rubs her head against my hanging legs. She is […]
Flash Fiction: The Drunken Poet “Give me some beautiful lines, make me feel good, make me feel special,” she said. “Every night….I see you…I feel you,” he smiled at himself. “Sorry about the burrowed lines.” “Burrowed?” she asked. “From where you borrowed that one? I mean not where, from whom?” “From a song by Celine […]