Custom: A Boxing Day Story

26th December 2016 The air was thick with fog. A bleakly shining sun looked ready to die out completely. The streets of Berlin were deserted. And the few people on the street were stopping to talk to no one. Within days, things had changed. Amahl was worried that he would have to leave from here…

The Wretched of Aleppo

Miriam died. And you killed her. 24 Hours ago The city was in ruins. Piles of smoking rubble stood all around the little shanty that had once been a part of an opulent apartment complex in Aleppo. Miriam, a boisterous 6-year-old, lived there with her mother and her father. It was not long ago that…

Babushka Dolls

Babushka dolls are strange things. That’s what Olga thought to herself each time she placed the five almost identical dolls next to each other. Different only in sizes, Olga thought of the round, egg-shaped dolls as quintuplets who weren’t quite ready to say hello to the world when they were born. And that was why…

The Thing They Call Love

Suzanne was waiting for James. He was the only man who had ever made her heart race.  She was a good 27 years younger to him and he was married and had children who were her own age. Leaving all of this aside, Suzanne had given him her heart. She did not want anything from him other…