The Smell of Harvest

The sun, at least for this year, seems to be waning a little. Autumn is here. It is time for harvesting paddy rice in different parts of the world. I gazed out at my window while sipping hot water in the morning. I could sense the smell of harvest visiting my nostrils, amidst the stinky … Read more

The Fumigated Room

They have fumigated the place with certain chemicals. I did not enquire about the chemicals they used. It was nothing unusual. It is a hospital so they are sterilizing the place. At first, my nose easily detects, for me, the unusual smell. In a day or two, I’d get used to it. Peeking back, we … Read more

The Passenger Seat

“Hit the brake now, Papa!” exclaimed my son, few times, on our way back home from his school. He was sitting deep, beside me, in the passenger seat. I was well aware that he was unable to see from my point of view. Each time he reminded, I’d told him, “Okay son, thank you for … Read more

In The Drivers’ Seat Again

There was a date with an asterisk mark in my journal. It must be a day with significance, I thought, so I looked back on that particular day: On that day, it was written, I buckled in the drivers’ seat again and drove my way to church. Few things I had noted down on the … Read more

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