As I walk around …

On the shore, right where the sand trail ends and the parks begin, there is a grocery store. Next to the store, an old man sings songs in a language I don't understand. He has a bowl full of coins. Whenever I come across him, I toss quarters in that bowl. He says thank you …

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I Want One More Beer!

I am always tempted to have one more beer. If I have one, I want two. If I had two, I want a third one. If I had seven, I want the eighth one. If I am sober, I want to be tipsy. If I am tipsy, I want to be drunk. If I am …

Mr. Shorty, The Firero

He came inside huffing like a dog and sat on the chair without saying hello to me. His fat fingers held a wad of documents, and he had an expression on his face that told me he  had either witnessed a crime or had climbed all fourteen floors of this building. “How can I help?” …

The Sense of Belonging

He is standing there next to a mirror that his breath can’t fog. His misty self is quite uncertain how he got here. But now that he is here, he keeps his coffee brown beret, or the essence of it, on the console table. The table is a black and quirky oriental solid wood – …

The Green On The Mountain

With his tiny little feet, he stepped on tiny pebbles across the shores, that little boy Timothy, and he kept stomping on them and kicking them away one after the other. It was fun. Monkeying around on the sand and throwing pebbles into the blue and calm ocean. Wooop they went. He rejoiced every time …

Van Gogh in Skirt

While laying the books on the desk with a disturbing thud she has looked at me. Her starched skirt ballooning, as she sits down two seats behind me to the right – that newcomer in the class, with panda eyes, dressed in a crumpled white plaid shirt, grey skirt, and a big distracting bandage on her left …

The Roach Is On The Couch

There is a dimly lit elbow room at the very corner of this house. Much like the ones that you see in horror movies with low budget that tend to fail at the box office. And the ones, that have characters with no arcs that are forgotten soon after their release. And in that room, …

The Madagascar High School

The earth’s equator is the tropics, hot, rain-drenched and vulnerable. It’s where the Madagascar High school is located, and in next few minutes, we will spend exploring this wild and unusual realm of absurdity. More than half the world’s ignorant but talented species live in these conditions. It’s a vertical landscape that pushes the very …