Spec-tacularly mad
I have a weakness for men in spectacles. Quite mad for them, in fact. Maybe I associate that with intelligence. Maybe it’s my Electra Syndrome.
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The Green-Eyed Scapegoat Of Jealousy
I explore the difference between ownership and connection, and the destructive nature of jealousy compared to the compromises of possessiveness.
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55 Words: Gold-Digger
A short tale in 55 words about value, money and worth.
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Intoxication
The thought that everyone’s expecting me to be cheery, happy, and ebullient…usually has the reverse effect on me. Intoxication, it’s not fun.
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55 Words: Afterglow
A 55 word tale about kissing.
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Tweety and Sylvester
When I was a kid I loved sparrows. I wouldn’t say all nature as that’s plants and birds. Not all birds. Not crows…I still hate them…there’s an annoying one (or several perhaps…damn they all look the same!) that serenades me at my window at exactly 7 a.m. on a Sunday…
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Fearful Phoenix On The Train
We survive. We hurt. We thrive. It’s all in a day’s work on a Mumbai train.
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55 Words: Turnabout Isn’t Fair Play
A 55 word story about interactions and fair play.
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Pursuing A Fickle Mistress Called Attention
Is ‘attention-seeking’ a bad thing? What about when it is weaponised? And if it’s the only way to get justice? Would you still pursue attention?
