Sharmishtha Basu is an unemployed artist, writer who is out to test her works, eagerly looking for publishers, publicists, literary agents and huge hearted generous readers, to see if they can help her to build an “unorthodox” career, a path followed by many before, some has been blessed with success, most have not, let us see what you make of her attempts! A failure or success- it all depends on you. These are pieces from her book, the book is available on createspace and amazon- This book is of course a collection of fantasy stories, starting from ghosts, demons, aliens to fairies and mermaids.
The bridge of her dreams
She lied there huddled in the cold floor too weak and scared to get up.
Then she felt a touch on her body. She recoiled then realized it was her nurse, leaning over her.
“What happened? Why are you out of bed didi?” Monalisa held her arms to softly pull her back to her feet and then lead her to bed; her tone was full of compassion and worry.
She expertly laid her down on the bed and pulled the blanket to her neck. “I was in the toilet. You both were sleeping peacefully when I went in…” she said a bit apologetically.
Something is wrong with the baby.” She babbled.
Monalisa rushed to the crib, looked down and reached out to the baby.
“Don’t!” she whimpered.
“He is alright didi, sleeping as an angel.” Monalisa turned towards her.
“Are you sure?” she asked incredulously.
“Yes didi!” she smiled as she lifted the baby and carried him to her. “They sometimes look unconscious when they are sleeping, but actually they are just sleeping deeply.” She said in a reassuring tone.
She cringed as Monalisa placed the baby on her bed and switched on the light.
Of course it was absolutely normal! A week old infant bundled in a pink Johnson and Johnson’s baby blanket with Mickey Mouse printed all over it.