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NOTHING. Today has been described as a nothing day. How true that is. It is one of the days after CHRISTmas and before 2026A.D. when many don’t know...

My departed sister “ MAMA” As a bolt from blue my heart, the news slew that my Mama is no more with grievous sighs from heart’s core moved, I to her...

We should never have listened to it. We should have torn up the letter. Throw it away. And forget about it. As if it were a supermarket flyer. As if...

I’ve never been one for organising social gatherings so I tend to just run round the house with the hoover and leave the rest to Priyatelkata. I told her a five litre bottle of homemade distillate from Rakia Maria up the road and some cheese and pineapple on cocktail sticks would suffice, but she went overboard as usual.

A trick of the mourning light: a slight figure's determined gait, seen at a distance far enough to reach the other side. I see them, my parents,...

THE INTERVIEW 11: The Silence Q50. The door clicked shut, and the room was silent. Not quiet—silent. The HVAC hum that had been a constant backdrop...

The sun rose later each day as the year got daily older; the sun set earlier each day, the weather gradually colder … until … until …

THE INTERVIEW Beat 9: The Identity Crisis Q40. "Who would you say knows you best?" The question seemed simple. It wasn't. Dale turned it over in his...

THE INTERVIEW 7: The Birthday Party Q33. "The party started at two," Dale said. "I remember because I'd worked the morning shift—gone in at five, got...