The Daily Mint
I saw him when I was walking down the market lane, absorbing my surroundings, looking at the brightly lit shops and the people, greeting the few I knew with a casual smile. 871 more words
1 day, 1 hour
This is India.
I don’t think I really understood life and death until I saw the dumpsite burning. The evidence of our existence was everywhere. But this is not who we are, or at least I hope not. 275 more words
4 days, 2 hours
Her browning black tousled hair;
Fluttered hesitantly with the evening wind.
Hands smeared with unruly grime
And eyes that sang with a chime;
She bothered a little… 67 more words
3 weeks, 3 days