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 child of woods
the child of woods piece 3
She picked him up and hugged him to her heart. Thanked God that the child was unharmed. In the heart of her heart she thanked the invisible singer who led them to Aru.
They returned home and became more cautious about the young one. Time started to pass normally.
Sometimes, late at night, she felt she heard someone singing from Aru’s room, lullabies in a sweet voice. But whenever she went out to his room it was always empty except Aru sleeping peacefully with a happy smile on his face.
The windows nicely bolted from inside.
Well, he was one of those children that never made a fuss, she never had a single second of discomfort caused by him, all those stories she has heard about tantrums of kids and their fussy ways seem surreal.
There were only one or two things that bothered her a bit, that voice that sang him lullabies, even though she was half convinced that she dreamt about them, and another thing, it seemed Aru’s imaginary friends were more real than the imaginary friends of other kids of his age.