The Sunday Snow

My phone rang to query, “Where are you Percy?”


“Momma, where are we going?” Paying no heed to my child’s probe, I hurried to drive the car on the daybreak of a snowy day.  I had to drop my son to his grandma’s house; then reach office, as usual, on weekends too. The road was covered with sheets of snow; the vehicles were progressing sluggishly. I wearily reached my mom’s home, my phone rang to query, “Where are you Percy?” “I’m at the right place”, I thought confidently to appreciate a Sunday with family and responded without hesitation, “Was trapped in a jam, Goodbye.”


Author: mirandavoice

My interest in writing expands to travel, history, social and general topics. My articles are based primarily on my observations and curiosity in life. You will find the links of my articles in my Twitter account: mirandapresence My blog displays my thoughts. My blog (Quick Indian recipes – Easy, healthy,delicious) has recipes of my innovation in Indian cuisine. Journey along with me into the world of curiosity, Thank you. Sylvia Miranda (

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