Sharmishtha Basu is an unemployed artist, writer who is out to test her works, see if they can help her to build an “unorthodox” career, a path followed by many before, some has been blessed with success, most have not, let us see what you make of her attempts! A failure or success- it all depends on you. These are pieces from her book, the book is available on createspace and amazon- If you enjoy them do make her happy by buying the books, they are waiting for you! This one is a collection of micro stories, illustrated in colour by the author cum artist of course.
He sat there watching the sunrise, every morning Dhwani pushed his wheel chair to the balcony, so he could watch the sun rising behind the ocean.
A bird was flying a little distance away, a stork; they nest in nearby trees every year. A deep pang shot through his heart… there was a time when he could fly too. He looked down at his legs, amputated from knee bitterly… now he is sitting here watching them!
Two soft arms wrapped around him. His laptop showed up on a small table.
“Who says you can’t still fly?” a fragrant soft kiss landed on his cheek. “The world is still yours, so is the sky!”