Sabeena’s fingers ran through each contour of the picture on the table. She paused to look at the silhouette of a bigger version in the dimly lit room. It was a huge frame… sixty by twenty inches…that stood behind an olive green supercilious easy chair. The warmth of the fireplace beneath filled her heart with …
Dhokha (Betrayal)
My eyes drifted to the right and a not-so familiar face greeted me. Sitting behind the counter in a skull cap, was a young man who couldn’t have been more than thirty. “Fresh vegetables for sale. Why don’t you try these peas- straight from the farm?” “Really?” I said. “They do look nice…you are new …
A Hundred Quills 