Karma's Ukulele

by Lekshmi Gopinathan

I love the sea, it rushes in like a happy kid and leaves like it is rushing home to wrap up an unforgotten task.

Death is easy for the dead but it’s brutal for the ones who remain.

When you are in the darkest pit, your head hangs down in disappointment and failure. You look down and see more darkness, all one needs is to look up and see a ray of light.