Fiction

Mona sat still. It was mid-afternoon and very hot.She was not able to concentrate on the book open before her.The room looked painfully bright. She wished to lie down a little but she was not habitual of sleeping in the day time ever since she was a small child. She remembered, as a small girl, she would feel sad and lonely seeing her mother taking her afternoon sleep. It was not a short nap and she was strictly instructed to remain quiet.Mona hated this part of the day since then. But as a grown up how she wished she had inculcated this habit in order to disconnect with the continuity of the linear time zone of 12 hours . She absent-mindedly closed her book and let her thoughts flow. The memories dug so deep suddenly surfaced.Mona no doubt was a keen student, quite envious of her friend's performances but she never strove enough to excel them. She was wayward but clever enough to sail through fairly. She was never well-groomed but had a charisma ar...

My life has been a saga of a driftless person who got buffeted around by the vagaries of destiny.The winds of change at every turning of my growing up pushed me in any direction the wind blew.There was no compulsion of any sort for me to conform to any sort of discipline.I was a free bird to take wings in any direction.I flitted around or skipped out anywhere or everywhere where my whim took me. I was my own lord and no member in the family took much notice of me.They considered me as a kid who should be left on her own. They knew that my requirements at that time were my food and some toys,Those were the safe days when children feared no dangers when the times were safe.People had only the basic needs which had to be fulfilled.Mainly it included feeding a large family.Each member was assigned some specific duty to carry out which was directly linked to the procurement of food .For instance if a person was assinged the duty of fetching the vegetable from the garde...