INDEX “khushi?” asr stared at the girl in his arms tears beginning to stream down her cheeks. “what’s the matter… don’t cry like that…” his voice grew urgent, “i didn’t mean to hurt you, i was worried… are you upset about what i said… you know i didn’t mean that, you know…” “i know you didn’t mean it,” khushi said and looked up at him, then with a sob, she started weeping again. “enough!” he spat out sharply through…
INDEX why was the pillow so big, khushi wondered as she snuggled right into it, fighting the need to open her eyes. she knew it was morning. but must she get up? five more minutes, she thought and sighed as she buried her head deeper into the down of the pillow… too big really. she turned on her side, eyes resolutely shut. but a couple of seconds later she turned again and called out in a sleepy voice, “jiji,…
darkness there was: at first concealed in darkness this all was indiscriminate chaos. all that existed then was void and formless: by the great power of warmth was born that unit. thereafter rose desire in the beginning, desire, the primal seed and germ of spirit. ~~~rig veda, hymn cxxix, creation ~~~ anjali sat in front the resplendent idol of devi maiyya in shantivan, looking at a basketful of beautiful white lotus buds, a pensive lost look about her. she was…
So what am I writing about today? Fan fiction. (On 2nd thoughts this line is redundant, since that is the title of the post). So, if a writer has already published everything relevant, are fanfics redundant? Fan fiction, or fanfiction (often abbreviated as fan fic, fanfic, or simply fic), is a broadly defined fan labor term for stories about characters or settings written by fans of the original work, rather than by the original creator. -wikipedia Wikipedia has a singularly…
thereafter rose desire in the beginning, desire, the primal seed and germ of spirit. ~~~ rig veda, hymn cxxix ~~~ she stood there, looking down at him. he lay in that hospital bed, hard white sheets, a pillow under his head. but where’s the cushion, she thought. he always liked to tuck a sturdy square cushion under his neck, she must tell di… then she stopped herself. again her mind went blank and she stared at him lying there eyes…