Lesson 29: God is in everything I see

As the phone rang, I knew what it would be. There was only one reason people woke me up in the middle of the night. Another baby had been left at our doorstep. As I got ready, I knew what everyone at the orphanage would be doing by now. There was a standard set of …

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Lesson 28: Above all else I want to see differently.

Sipping my coffee, I looked at the busy street outside. The traffic showed no sign of pausing. It was then I noticed the beggar, right outside the café. She was chasing after a man who was passing by. A dishevelled dirty skirt wrapped around her bottom, an oversize shirt hanging over a lanky top half, …

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Lesson 25: I do not know what anything is for

The watch glistened inside the case. It was so pretty. I had waited for a long time to buy this. Saving and scrimping through the past 6 months to own this beautiful thing. I had imagined the compliments I would get when I would wear it. The envy in my nemesis’s eye, the admiration in …

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Lesson 4: These thoughts do not mean anything.

It was with unnecessary force that I pushed the pump of the kerosene stove. It was already past tea-time and my tongue craved its sweet acidity.  For a few days now, I had been expecting the gas cylinder to finish. It finally gave up its last fumes now. Just before the tea began to boil; …

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Lesson 2: I have given everything I see all the meaning it has for me

The lights shimmered and glistened. The huge stage ahead felt so intimidating. Holding on to the armrest, I leaned ahead on my seat, waiting for my name to be called. My heart pounded in my ears. Would I be able to hear my name? Would I be able to get up and walk to the …

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Lesson 1: Nothing I see means anything

The whirring of the mixer startled me. I had just sat down to meditate! Ignoring the irritation trying to make space in my mind, I tried to focus on my breath. No. It wasn’t working. Walking to my desk, I picked up the headphones and turned on my favourite meditation music. Ah, this was nice. …

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Bangles

I scanned the shop for any anomaly. The ledger was in its place, the cash drawer was locked, as were the shelves. Everything looked normal. I turned off the light. Once the momentary blindness passed, I could see everything under the dim light of the the electric lamp. I gazed at the picture of Goddess …

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Song of the Summer Bird

(First Published in the Urban Shots: Crossroads Anthology) I ran out of the door, as soon as Padma turned her back on me. Before she could catch me, I was jumping down the stairs, two at a time. I slowed down after I crossed the gate to look behind me. Padma was not on my …

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A short-story on faith for World Story-telling Day

Returning to Krishna Usha looked at the clock. It was not yet 5. Sliding off the bed, careful not to wake up Ravi, she walked to the bathroom. The door creaked a bit as she opened it, but Ravi slept on, blissfully unaware of anything. She wondered how he could be so peaceful all the …

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