Penmancy Anthologies
What is Democracy
What is democracy I ask? Government of the people By the people and for the people So it is the voice of people It is
O’ Purifier
O’ Purifier clean my impure soul Protect the acts from vice So that my vigil never dies O’ Purifier elevate my mind Escort my thoughts
A Lost Pilgrim
I am a lost pilgrim Searching the deep recess of my soul For my true real identity Neither expectations nor judgements Can mar this pilgrimage
Happily Ever After
“Break Your Glass Slippers” AMANDA LOVELACE *** Alka wiped the blackboard clean. A collective groan issued from the gaggle of middle-graders behind her. She suppressed a
I Will Make My Mother Proud
“Mamma! Are you alright?” My mother would lovingly enquire innumerable times in a day. “O Mamma! Let me sleep. I am in deep slumber. Can’t
Vignettes: A Slice of Life
A Vignette is a small illustration or portrait photograph which fades into its background without a definite border; and that’s exactly how this book feels. The words fade away, but the emotions are sure to stay with the reader for long.
Glimpses of the Past
Stacey checked the register. One more appointment before calling it a day. But this was the complicated case that her senior had referred to her.
THREE to just ONE!
The good old grandfather clock in the house chimed 2 times. Vinitha was fast asleep and wrapping his arm around her torso was her 4-year-old
3-2-1…Lives in a Cocoon
The grandfather clock…or grandmother clock as Meena insisted on calling…struck 3. Seena came out of the kitchen and checked the dial of that beautiful clock
The Retribution
It was past midnight when Shiva entered the bar located inside the Marriotts.The dim lights of the bar soothed his frayed nerves. It was almost
The Powerhouse
I woke up, and I looked around blearily. “Where am I?” I said, confused. I looked around to see my sister, Opal, and my father
The Selfie, Forever and Beyond
Lana sat on the leather couch, dazed, staring at the yellow and green lines going up and down; scared to look away, even for a
He, She, They and It
“Oh no, oh no! What have I done, what HAVE I done?” she said pacing up and down the cosy room, sweat beading her forehead
The Operation Room
Dr. Carrie was in trouble and she knew it. Jane’s surgery had been a routine until she was suddenly bleeding uncontrollably from multiple sites. To
Meet the Reds
“She walks in every other day, eager and anticipating, but when she exits there is always a sense of melancholia about her,” he sighed. “What
Kamdev and The Escape Room
Swarglok, Feb 14th Rati was at her usual spot on the balcony, watching Bhoolok below. Kamdev had heard mortals complain that their womenfolk wiled away
