Morning’s Humour

‘What would you say the standard measurement of milk is?’There was a depth to the seemingly innocent question that threatened to upend the sanity of the so recently begun shift term. Seconds passed as Neil tried to internalise the question. ‘Governed by who?’ he asked, warned about engineer Cuddy’s hypotheticals and wary of an argument that … Continue reading Morning’s Humour →

On Departing Night

The night was settled.With head drooped and sandy-eyed, the final hours of the dwindling year made themselves ready for the coming of morning, a low-dimmed lonely moon at rest upon the horizon, soft slow drifting clouds underlined with sliver as the windless night exhaled. Suburbia’s dotted hills began slowly switching off their lights, the fading … Continue reading On Departing Night →

A Short Hike in Lundra

The rain tumbled down, drenching the over-soaked trail and casting a cloud over the decision to have a picnic.It was a bothered kind of rainfall, a cascade of laundry-flooded sheets that billowed and blanketed across the embattled countryside, rolling down hills and valleys so torrentially that the land was water-logged passed the point of etymology.Trudging … Continue reading A Short Hike in Lundra →