Unforgiven – 4

(Ok, I know it's getting a little old asking you to check out the story in bits and pieces. But stay with me here. Maybe it's going somewhere good. Maybe not. Part 1 , Part 2, Part 3) I loved to travel and every weekend, I left my body behind as my mind traveled the …

The Cover of a Beautiful Book

I ran as fast as I could…and then some more. There was no way I could miss my 2.40 again. Whizzing past the calm and the tranquil, I must have aroused a lot of curiosity; but for the first time in my life I was excited about somebody other than me. My eyes scanned the …

He’s got the whole world in his hands

“Can we really trust him? He’s like, our greatest enemy.” She says. “I know, but the very world threatens to shatter itself into a million pieces, I don’t see that we really have any other choice.” They look over to him, as he sits there, grinning proudly at them both. They tiptoe slowly towards him, …

Hope

He loved the ancient practice of keeping the light burning in the old lighthouse even though he knew that no ship ventured near their decrepit island any more. Maybe it was the thought, that perhaps one day some lost soul might see the light and make his way home, that made him climb the rickety stairs …

The Last Man Standing

“Dad, look! There is a Ferris Wheel growing out of a tree!” The words of my three year old brought a smile to my face as I turned to see what he had stumbled across. The old giant stood looming over the foliage like the last man standing on the battlefield. All the blood that …

Test of Patience

"Mom, hurry up! C'mon!" she was yelling from the bottom of the stairs. I raced down in my hastily worn shorts and a tee getting soaked with the wet hair. I had been in the middle of the most luxurious bath ever when I heard my youngest shout out urgently. Why does everything that could …

The losing battle

​It was late at night and the world thrummed with the gentle snoring in every bed, except one. He set about getting the usual suspects together - a bottle of fine aged single malt to let his fears curl up and sleep, a few magic pills to drown out the noise of his worries and …

What if God was one of us?

He built castles with looming towers and elaborate architecture and carefully painted them in the colours of the setting sun. It took Him completely by surprise when suddenly the wind blew it all away!

Windows

He remembered all the nights he had spent standing under her window, cautioning her to be careful as she jumped from one ledge to the other before finally tumbling into his arms. Looking at the closed windows, he could only wish he had stopped her in time from treating it as a game.

How the Mighty have Landed

The man on the ground suffered in silent humiliation as one after the other the booted feet landed in front of him. He looked at the picture of a little girl smiling up at him and picked up the shoe polish once again. He valued her life more than his pride. Note: I just wanted to add a …