Grey is Good | Flash Post 426
My mother spotted my first grey hair when I was 23 while applying oil.
My mother spotted my first grey hair when I was 23 while applying oil.
Button, I can see the blank look on your face.
(A first-person account by Messi, our ginger cat, who went missing.)
Button, I thought of saying goodbye to the family on the night of the incident.
Button, I don’t know about you but I constantly dig into my bag of memories whenever I feel sad and under the weather and they have never failed to draw me out of that gloom.
Button, I woke up one bright and sunny Sunday morning to find an obstacle in a corner of my left eye.
What is this place? Heaven or hell?
Button, I met them on one of my evening walks. As far as I remembered, they lived with their respective families in a highrise in South Mumbai and I had met both in the society elevator about 10 years back prior to moving out.
What have you lost now?