The forlorn silence – III

I knew I had to go to the other side to search for the answers. However, the question was how I could do that without raising the suspicion and without alarming my over-concerned mother. We went to the church and the priest blessed both of us and we drank the holy water. He assured my

The forlorn silence – II

moving ahead…

The forlorn silence – I

“Well, I am here…What do you want from me? You want to kill me? I am not afraid..Here…kill me you blood thirsty witches. I am standing right here.” Not a leaf stirred or a bird moved. The silence was slowly becoming too much to bear and he wanted to shout again but could not.

A road lost in time

He stared out transfixed at a particular spot where something could be made out moving or rather slithering as if it was not particularly inclined to walk despite the vague outline of appendages with looked like limbs.