My Tiny Tales

My Tiny Tales: Metro.

The old man stood next to the platform and looked to the approaching train.  He was alone in this world, old and diseased.  He walked towards the train as it approached, walking right next to the platform edge.  He wasn’t there to take his life.  He was there to make Read more…

By knightofsteel, ago
My Tiny Tales

My Tiny Tales: Patriot.

The auto rickshaw driver hoisted the national flag high on his vehicle. He said “I am proud to be an Indian. I’m a true patriot, nothing comes before my country for me.” The tobacco he spit on the road daily told a different story.

By knightofsteel, ago