A Fable of Love

Yara knew it was time and raised her lotus shaped eyes to scan the skies. The moon was a large glowing disc in the dark velvet firmament. The earth below lay silent and serene bathed in its white silvery light. The water reflected the shine brightening up Yara’s pearly white face and etched luminous patterns on her lustrous tresses that shimmered as Yara shook her head in desperation. The fish, swimming by were enthralled by her ethereal beauty. They bowed their heads in reverence to the Water Princess. Yara ignored…

When Love Came Calling

“Payoji Maine Ram Ratan Dhan Payo” the strains of the Bhajan filled her ear as Raka listened to her own voice in her mother’s ringtone. Meera’s love for the Lord shone through her clear voice that like her mother’s touched high notes with ease. At Raka’s last concert, Anuradha had recorded this song on her phone and had used it as her ringtone. She looked up at the clock and wondered why her mother was taking so long to pick up the phone. Ever since her father had passed away,…