The tea followed her wherever she went. Every day, she wakes up at quarter to five and makes a cup of tea. She does it quietly, without waking up the household. While the tea brews, she stares at the window. The world outside is uncharacteristically dark and silent. By the time she finishes pouring the tea into a mug, the clock in the living room strikes five.
“Pardon me, rabboni” Judas shrieked as the noose tightened. It didn’t finish him instantly. Judas counted thirty seconds, one for each piece of silver. His body juddered on the Cercis tree. He heard the crack of the whip and the wail of his rabboni. *Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani? * The Cercis tree rained pink flowers.... Continue Reading →
Anamika, with all her might, folded the dough in front of her. The dough remained stony and adamant, just like the heart of a miser. She pushed and punched it – but the dough refused to budge. “You have just under 40 minutes to go!” Chef Vikas’ voice startled Anamika and brought her back from... Continue Reading →