George Whitfield, The great British evangelist, was speaking to a man about his soul. “Sir, what to you believe?” He asked the man. “I believe what my church believes.” the man replied respectfully. “And what does your church believe?” “The same thing that I believe.” “And what do both of you believe?” the preacher inquiredContinue reading “what do you believe?”
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change
“There ought to be a law against publishing the first draft of an autobiography.” “Who does…er..outta errors?” “Because it’s raw, it’s your truth and it will change.” “And become a lie.” “No” “Still be the truth?” “The penny has dropped!”
white pearls
Her mother’s chronic illness turned the tide of her life. Sometimes her mother gazed blankly at the faraway distant clouds and tears rolled down her pallid cadaverous cheeks. Venu fought back her tears that welled up in her colossal luminous eyes. For a girl in her adolescence, it could be an arduous task to raiseContinue reading “white pearls”
a fatuous reply
The merchant was a wag who not only dealt in commodities they cultivated in their farms but also kept them warm and cheerful. It was the kind of nice that the seller didn’t want to keep, that the merchant fondly purchased off him. A fellow voyager asked him why he purchased it when he couldContinue reading “a fatuous reply”
under arrest
” People can only meet you as deeply as they have met themselves.” said John and sprinted off to take a slash… “Woof!” I stole a furtive glance at Tommy. I’ll wager his woofing would hardly score in the WordPress popularity stakes as John’s quote would undoubtedly do. I surely didn’t want to draw hisContinue reading “under arrest”
everlasting
Brumal tales woven through the fringe of her eyelashes, her eyes were curled in soft crinkles. Her gaze drifted outside the thatched cottage. ” How do you know the drover?” he asked sternly. Suddenly her luscious eyes grew paler. Her glassy face mirrored the flames of burning embers ahead of her. ” I saw him.”Continue reading “everlasting”
mythical creature
Jeff flicked a glance at Shean who was plonked in the armchair warming herself by the flaming embers. “Have you heard about those gryphons?” asked Jeff nibbling cookies. “Ooooh, the mystery deepens! Did they prepare a lavish slap-up dinner for you?” Shean batted her eyes smugly. “Yep, when I stumbled upon them while bivouacking upContinue reading “mythical creature”
thanks dad
” Thanks Dad for believing in me, in my abilities when no one else did, when all I had was the encounter with envious stares. Thanks for reminding me of my worth when I had those gloomy shadows lurking around me, dancing and devouring me with their disparaging glances, adept at turning bliss to bale.Continue reading “thanks dad”
in his dotage
When Siena ditched her boyfriend Jim, our eyes were out on stalks. Poor Jim, never went back on his promises and brought her lollipops every day. He also helped her with her homework. Now fucked by the fickle finger of fate, his hopes were dashed. Bullish Wen, who always did Jim’s biding, was seething andContinue reading “in his dotage”
the courtroom
“My lord, please, ask her who was she dreaming about?” asked the lawyer grimly in an authoritarian voice. She felt weak in the knees as if someone poured buckets of molten lava in her ears. “a…a…aai…I…” She stuttered looking downcast, red in the face. ” SAY IT!!” The lawyer glowered at her. Not that sheContinue reading “the courtroom”
