UNDER the shade of a flambouyant tree in the neighbourhood park he sat, his pencil moving with a slow, smooth

A COLD night in November. Jamal wrapped his arms around his small body for warmth as he stared out his

PEARL was her birthstone, yet she loved red. Alex smiled, pleased as he took out the gift bag from between

SHE got out of bed, drank a glass of water and sat down, unable now to sleep, reflecting on the

One spring when blossoms, birds and gushing streams; the exquisite splendour of nature fashioned the earth, shadows like silent weeping,

MADHU stood on the Parika Wharf, looking across the mighty Essequibo River, the third largest in South America. A glint

THE little girl sat on the garden swing, her head bent, her hair falling loosely over her face. She sat

RICCARDO stared at the sketch pad in front of him, his mind blank, seeming lost in a desert place. He

“Sone ki thaali main jona parosa Are, sone ki thaali main jona parosa Haan, sone ki thaali main jona parosa

MEMORIES were like a trickle of blood from a thorn’s pick in her mind as she wrote in her journal.