Author: Kimberley

Brahma’s Missile – part 7

5 Sravana, 1867, Hindu solar calendar “Mr. President? Please hold for the Rani.” Dayaram handed the phone to Abilasha. “Good luck.” She took the phone. “Greetings, Mr. Truman.” “I appreciate you taking this call.” “What do you require this day?”…

Brahma’s Missile – part 6

5 Jyaistha, 1867, Hindu solar calendar Abilasha watched the footage of the Smiling Buddha tests in horrified fascination. Dayaram sat between her and Dr. Raja Ramanna. The eminent, middle-aged scientist was somber as they watched the footage. It ran from…

Brahma’s Missile – Part 5

27 Phalguna, 1866, Hindu solar calendar Dayaram entered the office cautiously, carrying the breakfast tray he’d intercepted from the maid. There was no sense in anyone else being yelled at. The room was quiet, the curtains still drawn. Abilasha was…

Brahma’s Missile – Part 4

28 Phalguna, 1866, Hindu solar calendar Abilasha paced the floor in agitation, a newspaper clutched in her hand. She muttered, “Of all the wasteful things to do …” Padmavati watched her compassionately. “My 83 years of life have shown me…

Brahma’s Missile – Part 3

29 Margasirsha, 1863, Hindu solar calendar Roosevelt used his wheelchair until they were at the entrance to the Rani’s apartment, and then he stood and took his cane. He said to his aide, “It’s a good sign that she’s called…

Brahma’s Missile – Part 2

28 Margasirsha 1863, Hindu solar calendar Abilasha glanced over her speech notes one more time as she waited for Sage Sundara to finish reading the opening verses of his epic. The funeral service had gone well thus far. The readings…

Brahma’s Missile – Part 1

Brahma blinked. As his eyes closed, the world was destroyed. As his eyes opened, it was created. Confused, he rubbed the last of the dust out of his eyes, careful not to blink again. Shiva stumbled mid-step in his dance…

Ghosts in the Suicide Forest – Part 11

Alice stared at Maiv with wide eyes. She breathed, “What did you do?” “Obviously, I chose to stay; a chance to save people, make a small difference.” She shook her head. “I plan to unplug her when I get too…

Ghosts in the Suicide Forest – Part 10

It was an early spring day just before the onset of the rainy season. Maiv was cleaning out the hut and rolled up a large area rug in the bedroom, intending to take it outside and beat the dust out…

Ghosts in the Suicide Forest – Part 9

“So?” Alice leaned forward. “What happened?” “I checked the letter again. It had changed to a single sheet that read, ‘Thank you. I am going to look for a new job. Maybe we’ll try Europe.” Alice frowned. “Are you certain…