Sir

‘Hello ma’am,’ the charity woman called out to me, but then her face clouded. ‘I mean sir.’ Another flustered pause before she reversed again: ‘I mean ma’am.’ Years of practice enabled me to politely decline making a donation without laughing.Read more…

Baba’s coffee grounds

We walked to Preston Market together. Grandmother’s fingertips were scarlet from dying Easter eggs but it just added to her mystique. I spent my school holidays with her while my parents worked. Most other kids got to go and loiterRead more…

The Bear

My first ‘love’ was like when the teacher said, ‘Let’s pretend we’re bears,’ so, I climbed under the mundane table draped with only a black cloth to make a make-believe cave. On our first date, the magic was already present.Read more…