It was the first snowfall of the season. Under the brightly glittering halo of the street lamp, an old dog was wandering the streets, looking for warmth and shelter from the unexpected cold snap. The dog was large, mostly yellowish…
“Hi,” I said. I was taken aback, both nervous and intrigued. She wore a thin white t-shirt, no bra, and the red and blue paint spattered on her cheekbones was the only artificial coloring on her make-up free complexion. A…
Ten Year! Yes, that is exactly how long she has been thinking of changing her name. But why? What is so bad, so changeable about her name that she has been warming up for a decade to bid farewell to…
Just when he boarded the train and the doors closed, he suddenly forgot what his name was; where he wanted to go; why he was on this train in early morning. The only thing he was certain of, the only…