In her shoes

Imagine of three kids, fatherless, an all-time working mother, who has seen it wise to hook herself with a jobless man as a husband, but lives miles away. The eldest ten years old, followed by a boy, seven years and a little kid two years. All day long they’re alone. The girl, has to start …

A Quarantine Day Bliss

Your phone is on the floor. Apparently, it fell fifteen minutes past midnight when you dozed off. You’re yet to know whether, still you can speak, but you’ve opened the ‘GreenApp’. You have twenty-three unread messages; one from someone you consider dear to you. At the thought of constructing a message to beg for forgiveness …

Take a Step to Trust: Him

I cough. Turn left, turn right, take a deep breath – am awake in bed. My right eye can observe the rays that have painted orange my bed. The left eye is in darkness, deeply tuck symmetrical beneath my pillow. As it has been the norm, I have to debate with my conscience; ‘Will I …

Counsel of the Old; Sons Think

“Behold, the sky, sons…” On a sisal mat, the now dying, old man, spits words. He narrates a Tale. Our mugs, full of ‘Erongori’, a brown content, meet with our lips often. Our eyes, at the moment, glued at the sky. “…can you see anything?” He pauses, to allow us think. We all respond in …