HAJAR (abandoned)

Hajar peeped out through a door crack in the hut she was being held in. She was beginning to respond to that name now though was aware it hadn’t been the name her mother called her. She didn’t know how old she was or the circumstances in which she’d been herded into a truck with…

ASHA (आशा) – Conclusion

CHAPTER 7 – WAR IN THE CAMP The corporation was a conglomerate with tentacles reaching into different countries industries and services. Tad worked at the holding company level but to further their overall interests and those of their clients much of the work done at his level was government lobbying and overall problem solving including…

ASHA (आशा) – Chapter 6

CHAPTER 6 LEARNING THE ROPES Asha’s mind raced as she processed what had just been said. She weighed the matter and considered the possible dangers in such a meeting. She quickly reached a decision and turned to say no, then glancing at his face she saw eager anticipation of the small boy in a man’s…

ASHA (आशा ) – Chapter 5

CHAPTER 5 – LEARNING THE ROPES Asha sat in the plane watching as Tad made notes and worked on his computer after their trip to Singapore. It had been a long and exhausting trip over the Pacific. New York to LA had been a learning experience as they transited through Chicago and had to change…

ASHA (आशा: CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 4 – OFF WITH THE OLD, ON WITH THE NEW Asha almost addressed Tad as Sir then remembered comments in the dossier in front of him. Finally, she got it out as directed and addressed him by his personal name. She felt strange doing that. She gave him a quick history of the arranged…

ASHA (आशा) Chapter 3

CHAPTER 3 – PICKING UP THE PIECES Jane had been furious when Anil confessed he was married after receiving the surprise phone call from NY airport when Asha arrived in the US. Up to this time she’d thought this Asha he was always communicating with was his sister. He’d blamed his parents for arranging a…

ASHA (आशा: (Hindi name meaning “hope”).” Chapter 2

THE WAKE-UP CALL CHAPTER 2 The response shocked her. “You should have told me, I’m travelling so you’ll have to find a hotel then tell me where you settle so I can pick you up when I get back. You should not keep secrets from me Asha, this is embarrassing. Contact me tomorrow, so I’ll…

ASHA (आशा: (Hindi name meaning “hope”).”

CHAPTER 1 A NEW LIFE Asha sat at her desk staring at the computer screen. There was a clatter of human movement telling her the days work had begun as papers and files made their appearance on desks and filing cabinet drawers clanked open and shut. She could already hear the muffled conversations coming from…

New Year Gift

Johnny sat in his play room mulling morning activities at pre-school appointment. He liked school. Miss Angie was his most favourite teacher and she took a personal interest in each of the children under her care. There were other teachers in pre-school, and they were OK but Angie had fixed his hurt leg once when…

The Christmas Spirit – Chapter 3

Giving Intelligently Annabel was waiting anxiously at the door when Shawn arrived home. He checked the car carefully on arrival home but there’d been no incident with the car on inspection. Probably because he’d found their guard watching it when he emerged with the one in charge he thought. “Shawn you’re very late, the dinner…

The Christmas Spirit – Chapter 2

The Spirit of Giving It was a month before Christmas and Shawn had been mulling over the doom and gloom served up on cable and free to air stations. He’d been particularly moved by videos of millions of people on the move around the world looking for freedom, safety and economic opportunity and was rather…

The Christmas Spirit – Chapter 1

Image courtesy of publicdomainimages.net Mutual Understanding Annabel busied herself fossicking in the cardboard boxes her husband Shawn moved progressively from the garage protesting as he came. As she tried string after string of decorations returning them systematically as each was rejected, she smiled at his protests. Christmas was coming, and the tree was being assembled…