It takes hours to build a sandcastle and seconds to destroy it. At this very moment, Tommy is involved in the former. There is no school this morning, so he came over to the playground after breakfast. Tommy loves building sandcastles; he visits the sandpit almost everyday. His mother is unhappy about having to vacuum the house everyday, but is reluctant to buy him Lego building blocks so that he won't go to the sandpit. And so he builds.
Showing posts with label short stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label short stories. Show all posts
Friday, May 20, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Spiderman innamorato
Once upon a time, in one of the rare moments of peace known during Charlemagne's reign, a knight-errant was roaming the land. He had not had any deeds to perform for years, and was contemplating returning home that day as he rode towards the village. It was an average-looking village next to an average-looking forest, and his spirits fell at the thought of the deeds he would not be performing in this village.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
10 Years Later – A Commissioned Post
“Right, and how far back do you want to go?” I asked, nodding and jotting down notes.
“Not far, just ten years,” replied the man.
“So, only one passenger? Will that be aisle or window, sir?”
What did he think I was? If I could have built a time machine, I wouldn't be here; I'd have gone back in time to deliver all those esprits d'escalier.
He stared at me. Simply stared at me through glasses that were rarely seen anymore thanks to the work of my colleagues in the Opthalmology department. I sat unmoving.
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