by Nikesh Murali

"There," he said. The boy placed the ball at the spot the man had pointed out to with one of his crutches, and stepped back. "A bit further," he said. The boy pushed the ball lightly with his foot till the man confirmed the position with a satisfied smile. They gazed at the horizon, contemplating the distance the man could possibly clear with his phantom leg. Together, they imagined – the distance; the ecstasy.


Nikesh Murali's poems and short stories have appeared in ebooks, ezines, anthologies, journals and magazines all over the world. His works have been translated into several languages. He was nominated for the Pushcart Prize in 2007 by Shalla Magazine. You can reach him online here.