Author: Shelja Alawadhi

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Cinderon had hardly cried. while he cleaned and cooked and fried. His life was terrible, his bosses very bad. All in dared was to look so sad. His father was fat and extremely mad. In fact, he was his step-dad. His first step-brother was tall and thin. His voice sounded like knocking on the tin.…

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If maths runs the earth, I prefer living on Mars; The teacher’s pen destroys my paper, with nasty sad scars Ratios and proportion, what ’bout my concentration?’ sets and integers, Bring confusion and tears, A quadratic equation, brings easy frustration, A linear equation? I’m all in desperation! I’ve heard there’s life on Mars, And if…

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Through the clear glass panel in front, splashed with stray raindrops now and then wiped carelessly away by arms of rubber, I can see … The long, black path before me. Black, tar-coated and hot is the road -a future … a glance into an equally clear rear-view mirror gives me a picture in the…

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One day in June, I was playing in the fields with some of my friends as usual. It was a fine summer day, the sky was clear and everything looked so peaceful. There were fruit trees and flowers blooming all around us. They filled the air with their fresh and beautiful smells (fragrances). And the…

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The day dawns. I get up. Beautiful day. The sun is peeping through the clouds. Nice day to cycle, to sit out and eat. I keep enjoying the scenery when I am snapped out of my dreams by a scream. My mother comes into my room and asks, “Have you forgotten something?” I answer,” Yes,…

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It was not too long ago when my mom left me. She took my sister with her. We took her and my sister to the Cincinnati Airport, and Poof! Just like that, she was gone. Gone to India her birthplace, her mother country, her home and she left me here … With my dad of…

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It was early, early in the morning. Few people were around the platform as I got into my train. I found an empty compartment and put away my suitcase. The section consisted of two rows of vinyl seats fixed to the wall, sliding window on one comer and a door on the other. I took…

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It was the golden wedding anniversary of my grandparents. We were going to celebrate it in their huge house. Some of my cousins and decided to meet at the role my house and plan a play. I was to play the grandmother in it. It suited me very well but the only problem was my…

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Jan 18

The Call

I heard someone calling my name one day, My imagination or really I can not say. It was the voice of a painful soul, The voice was from far, and old. It was wispy and husky, Like was somebody, From the past. Somebody from the dead anon. The voice did hypnotize. For I followed it…

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The train for Mumbai (Bombay) will be late by five hours due to some technical problems. Inconvenience caused is regretted,” blared the message on the Public Announcement System.” I was standing on the platform of the Pune Railway Station when this message was issued, first in Hindi than in English. I was thoroughly disheartened at…