Usha Khanakarii

  • Trip

    “Mami?” Jyoti knocked on the door of her aunt’s house. Listened. Nothing inside. “Mami? Mina?” No answer. She tried the door. It opened – unlocked, unbarred. “Mami? Are you in?” She cautiously poked her head inside, letting her eyes adjust to the dark interior. “Yes, yes -” The voice came from behind her. Blinking in… Continue reading

  • Noncompetitive

    Staying Gray “You should dye your hair. You should let me dye your hair.” It was an odd day that Mina had any guests, but things had boiled over at her niece’s on Wednesday. Thus, Usha was hustled a few doors down as the sun set. So there was a little more to prepare for breakfast… Continue reading