OUR LITTLE GUEST

The clock struck two, and there he came. This charming crow, believed that food was always better when served on time. It all began one afternoon when we heard a soft knock at our window and peeked out to find him waiting. Out of curiosity, we slid open the window, and there he was, patiently waiting for some food. He stood quietly near the window until we placed the food; then he ate it and flew away.

He wasn’t an ordinary crow; he was a creature of habit, punctuality, and politeness.

*Hand-drawn illustrations based on true stories © [Seraphic Creatives]

ME AND MY TEA

It was a quiet, heavy and a cold night, the only sound around me was the low hum of the streetlight. Walking, past the locked shops and shuttered stores, I spotted my desired destination. A distant shop that carried the scent of the tea leaves and a faint aroma of the boiling milk. Within a minute, he handed me a glass of piping hot tea with some biscuits. No phone, no laptop. no noise, I found peace in a cup of tea and a humble biscuit at a roadside tea stall.

Just a quiet kind of bonding between me and my tea.

*Hand-drawn illustrations based on true stories © [Seraphic Creatives]