To the Writer’s Abode

The sun peeped in through the voile curtains, drawing a thin line across the bed. The boy tossed around and then pulled a blanket to cover his face. But the sun continued to coax him before he sat up in his bed and looked at his sister sleeping next to him, still oblivious of the … Continue reading To the Writer’s Abode

Kheer- In the Middle of the Night

Based on a prompt from Women's Web, this story was written keeping Christina Rossetti's poem Goblin Market in mind. A tale of sisters in arms! ********************************** Sudha dipped her index finger in the pot and licked the kheer. “Perfect,” she thought. Wiping her hand with the end of her dupatta she turned to look at … Continue reading Kheer- In the Middle of the Night