Fall was bleeding all around me. Maple leaves were strewn across the path like crumpled paper, waiting to sink back into the Earth. I dug out the coins from my right jean pocket at the coffee shop stacked below my apartment and walked back home with a scorching hazelnut latte and a blushed-tongue. My head … More Short-story: Guardians of the valley (part-1)
I believe in destiny. I believe in the magic of moments. How they merge into one another like sliding droplets of rain collecting at the bottom of a windshield. Forming a little ocean, only you were meant to drink from. Children love to collect things. Most children my age would collect stamps, coins and sea shells. … More Connecting the dots…
Daily Prompt challenge: List Lesson: Create a list of [Heartbreaking; beautiful; insert adjective here] things you saw on your way to work today. In my case, this list is of the things I saw when I dropped off my son to school this morning The red maple tree in front of my home. Forever indebted … More What I saw this morning….
Daily Prompt: Modern Families If one of your late ancestors were to come back from the dead and join you for dinner, what things about your family would this person find the most shocking? *********** My ancestral knowledge is sadly pathetic. I recently commented on a post by a fellow blogger innate James at The Relative Cartographer saying … More A visit from my Pathan ancestor…
Nida Khan Writes 