Prized Possession

An old book, grandparent's photograph, a die-cast metal toy car or a wine bottle; anything can mount up to a prized possession. Somehow Austin never had one and didn't think of anything or anyone as a prized possession till he set his eyes on her

The first time Austin saw her, he could only catch a glimpse of hers as the man with whom she was, was almost hiding her.But whatever he saw, made him yearn to see her closely. There was an instant connection; an instant fire within and he felt numb with her thoughts. He wanted to make her his companion. He longed to touch her, hold her and kiss her gently. Her dreams chased him throughout the nights, and this become apparent looking at his every morning.

The Navajo Guardian- A short story..!!

The Cigar City of Cuba; Pinar Del Rio was spell bounded by the tropical breeze flirting with palms, steely grey shades adoring the skyline, the froth kissed white sands in the foreground and waves crashing across. Frank Carter was driving through this tropical paradise island from Havana Airport for cracking off a deal. Being 27 he successfully steered the business of repairing & selling luxurious yachts in Miami. Every deal he made was a success but never kept close contacts with his clients as most of them came either from the Hollywood with hell lot of snob or the mafias with litres of bloodshed. Frank was a man of words; he knew to keep the promises and stressed in getting transparency in the business. He loved working with people having transparency in their businesses but rarely met such individuals. This deal was an eye opener for him stating that there exist noble men just like Don Vito Corleone.