Author: Shelja Alawadhi

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Jan 6

A Mist

The town is silent, silent in the mist! And ceased in front of my window, In transparent silence- The crickets do not chirp here anymore, The birds fell silent a long time ago…. But they hid the summer in themselves And they will continue their way…. A must draws a ghostly picture…. And fear fills…

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Jan 2

Circle

Walking through the peaceful field of flowers, she stands still a moment, breathing the refreshing air, a fence stands two meters away, with vines wrapping around its ever rotting wood, Still, she can not help but remember the days before now, when she walked through the flowers just blooming, her world still young. The cottage…

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It was a quiet November afternoon, I sat at the dining table sipping a cup of cold coffee. It was the leftover from the morning. Meenu had already left for school. She had the special class in the afternoon and I was not expecting her till evening. The weather was sunny and sweet, but there…

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It was a day of significance for the Alley Cat Band A dead cat was found lying in the alley on the sand. The Chief Inspector of cats came to have a look He took down some points in his pocketbook “Poisoned”, he wrote,” Then beaten with a stick,” Undoubtedly, the death was very quick.…

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The atmosphere of the dressing room was terrific. We were breathless with excitement. ‘What would happen?’ I finished fixing my pads and looked out onto the pitch where our captain and vice-captain were trying to make the best of what they could for the ridiculous run-rate set on us due to rain. The bowler applied…

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Dec 31

An Orphan

 The sun peeps over the horizon And reflects its bright colored hues The gleaming sun brightens the world And suffocates me to the full. The cement on the sidewalks,  Has made me stiff as a bone.  The ultraviolet rays gleam on my face  Makes me wake up to the unrealistic world  To face poverty all…

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“Trinng, Trinng,” the telephone rang in the middle of my favorite TV program. I called out to my mother and asked her to answer the phone. But her reply was in-he negative so I had to answer the phone. Thus, grumbling about not being able to watch one’s favorite program peacefully, I lifted the receiver…

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Ours is a small family. My parents, my grandmother and I made up our family. Being the only grandchild in the family, my grandmother’s love and indulgence made me king of the desperado. Every time I played some mischief my grandmother came to my defense. When that grand old lady suffered a heart attack and…

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She was very old and very slow. But when she saw a red thing like a tomato she could run very fast. Last summer my mother painted her toenails red and opened around the house without her socks and shoes on. When Rakete saw this she ran after my mother. But my mother did not…

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Shadows dancing on the tent wall, like dark, mysterious monsters who will jump out at you any minute! The flames from the campfire glow and flicker like fireworks. While spooky stories are told. Stories told about ghosts, werewolves, witches, and vampires. Around us, trees move and start to look like human beings, their branches swaying…