Tag: Barichara

  • A brave dare

    A brave dare

    Gallant acts of chivalry are not lost; they may be found in the anonymous everyday life of the world’s unsung heroes.        It was on the straight stretch of the road, just before the curve that comes out to the clearing with the pine tree. On the same spot where the family gathered…

  • Sunday at the park

    Sunday at the park

    He never understood spring, until he contemplated it from a faraway winter… “What are you talking about? I hate to have to tell you this my friend, but by the time you reach the finish line, I’ll be there waiting with the first prize and that beauty of a wooden top will be dancing in my…

  • The hare and the turtle

    The hare and the turtle

    Childhood is lived only once,, but is remembered on so many more occasions Deep in his dream, the first voice he recognised was Danilo’s distinctive, young voice. It belonged to his best friend. They went way back to when they studied their two years of grammar school. He listened to his voice, impressed by the clarity of the sound. “Now look, you…

  • The fluttering of the butterflies

    The fluttering of the butterflies

    And every time she saw him, she felt butterflies fluttering inside. His Dad didn’t mind observing his son’s shoes moving around from limb to limb and suddenly disappearing above him, in the heights of the pine tree. On the other hand, his Mom was constantly searching for her son, with butterflies fluttering in her stomach,…

  • A swing in the old pine tree

    A swing in the old pine tree

    And when did he stop carrying his yo yo and his favourite marble in his back pocket; when did he leave his childhood behind? Actually, that was how the idea of building a swing was born in his father’s mind. In a way, it was due to the fact that he believed Magnifico would immensely enjoy…

  • The dreams of an anxious mother

    The dreams of an anxious mother

    Happy, as he threw the stones into the pond… he watched the ripples extend in all directions The family was spread around this millpond on its banks, each and every member confined to their own particular and lonely spot. The ripples reached all of them, as it may, as they spread out to tickle not…

  • The Old-childs and the Grandparents

    The Old-childs and the Grandparents

    And the best gift I ever got in this life was my childhood…   At her tender age and in view of her inexperience, it would be asking too much of the child to understand that her Grandparents, never enjoyed a moment of infancy.   Totally opposite to Dora and her friends, they had been…