Her Corridor Secret
Their eyes met by sheer coincidence as she walked across the corridor. She had not seen anyone so good-looking. Every day she would anxiously wait for the long bell to get a glimpse of his face. She realized his eyes were also searching for her in the crowded corridor. They did not speak to each other yet spoke volumes with their eyes. She was in middle school; he was in high school. This ecstatic eagerness was secretly shared between the two. The academic year ended, and the face disappeared without a goodbye, leaving her to ponder, was it for real?
Beena Arjun Menon
Mother
A mother to be, writhing in unbearable labour pain, she could bear it no longer. She pleaded to the gynaecologist to go for the surgery. The doctor considered it a risky proposition, hence advised against taking this step.
The patient was succumbing to the pain. Sensing the criticality, a team of specialists were roped in. With great difficulty, the child was born. No cries, no excitement, an eerie silence in the delivery room
Holding the child upside down, patting hard frantically, the baby cried out loud after a big gasp. The room was filled with excitement, mingled with silent tears.
Manisha Amol
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