Short Stories For Heart

Stop Staring Me! (Fiction/Philosophy) (Not a common audience story) . . He stares at her continuously without a single blink. She, his girlfriend, feels uncomfortable. He was invited at her mother's birthday party at her place. All her relatives and family members were there. She walks to him, wiping sweat drops from her forehead and whispers in his ears "Stop staring me Shawn". Shawn, her boyfriend, feels deeply com fortable as she came near. He smiles, his eyes still fix on her's. As if he was a traveler in desert in search of ocean under the sand dunes. His intent gaze, the explorer, invents the raising fear in her eyes. He finally blinks and look towards the sky, stars he see. A constellation makes its reflection his eyes, he smiles. He look at her and ask "Why?". "Because if someone from my relative caught you staring at me, our relationship will get finished!" she says, little angry. He again look at the constellation, he see the

Life of an Indian Woman Waking up at the tick of four, As her morning alarm dings and dongs. She cleans, sweeps and mops the floor, And washes dishes, as the time swings. She soon rush towards the kitchen door, Knowing she has to make tea. Yet she has to do much more, Such as prepare some home-made ghee. Then the doorbell rings, ‘Mumma..Mumma’ he shouts and rushes in. She serves him food; He talks about all his school’s mood. She takes care of him, like a gardener do with a seed. Again the doorbell rings, ‘Hello sweetheart’ he smiles and rushes in. She listens to all the office stuff, She is tired and wants to rest,  But in front of him she just gruff. She finally reaches bed, her body pains, But comes over and winks. She thinks to refuse,   But before she could, he starts to wring. Her life’s not as easy as you think, She also has a lot to face. And yet she does so much within every blink, At a speedy, quick pace.