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Faded Memories

What do we usually do when someone who means a lot to us, leaves us?   We don’t usually search for ways to let go. We don’t usually look for

Wanderer

People dream of going places, And claim of being driven by wanderlust. But unbeknownst to them, I have travelled more than most. I have seen places That no one has

Who to Blame?

She hadn’t been taking his calls which agitated him off limits. He had been asking everybody about her but to no avail. After hours of search, he finally found her.

The Purple Mango

Mangoes are not just fruits, they are tiny time machines. Each time I dig my teeth into a juicy mango, I am transported to the time when I used to

Cobwebs

* Seventeen years ago *   “Don’t go to school if you won’t be having your breakfast,” Ma shouted from the kitchen.   Reluctantly, I shoved another spoonful of cornflakes