Green mangoes freshly picked off a tree in my grandparents house – cut in to slices and sprinkled with salt and chilli powder. Muskmelon custard made by Mum, transferred to an ice-cream pail to be churned. All the children took turns at churning and then fought over who got to lick…
She had heard that this germ could be caught. She was not very sure of the details. But somewhere deep within she had the means to fight it. Every time it threatened to creep up and catch her unawares, she found resources to tackle it. It didn’t matter what the…
The words transported her to another realm. A magical world.Then she heard footsteps. It was him. He mustn’t see her doing this. Quickly she hid her secret under the pillow and put the light off. “Ready for bed?” he asked. “Yes” she answered. He lay down facing her. “What if…