Unremembered goodbye
He died one day, without a sound, without a struggle.
‘Suman’ and Sundays
Throughout my life, people have often remarked that I resemble certain individuals, ranging from famous actresses to everyday passersby. However,...
Love is a breeze
I have nine electric fans in my house. There’s one in my bedroom and two in my parents’. In the...
Still a child
Fifteen, 16, 17— the age where we start to question everything. We were once clueless innocent children who loved playing...
The curse of the eldest daughter
As the eldest daughter, you can never run away from the wounds that have been carved into your skin decades...
Bound to perfection
If there’s one thing in life I strongly believe in, it’s that all of us began this earthly journey as...
My first Eucharist
When I was a small child, I used to get thrilled whenever our parents would bring us to church, not...
My father’s footsteps
My father’s footsteps are gentle, like his voice. I listened as he ascended the stairs. As I finished brushing my...
P15 ‘halo-halo’
Tonight I am breaking my fast with a tall glass of halo-halo.
The dead live on
I have witnessed the dead alive and well through a glimpse of the past. About a month ago my mother...
