Fables of a Wondering Mind

I CAME into this world one late night, on a grassy parapet in the glow of a street lamp, but

DALE held the ball between his fingers, the heat from the leather sending a burning sensation up his arm and

WHISPERS soft the wind through the tall grass and wild shrubs. For those who lay in eternal sleep, the silent

AMBER was passing her exams with ease and Anil not knowing her before that life-changing day saw a glimpse of

ANIL didn’t sleep well that night as he lay in bed thinking of Amber, seeing the pain and regret in

THE question hit Anil unexpectedly, and glancing at the girl on the bed, he replied hastily, “No-no, I’m jus de

ANIL closed the umbrella as the rain eased to a drizzle, standing in wet conditions at the car park sourcing

SIX O’CLOCK in the morning and the dawning of a new day. Like the warmth of a smile, the sun’s

MORNING in the countryside… veiled still in darkness but nudged awake by soft devotional songs on the radio; aroma of

SHE walked down the dusty road, the little girl who was once fair, her skin now sunburnt, her sandals worn,

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