A place called Home #FictionMonday

A dilapidated building- perhaps a haunted place. The roof fallen through, grass and bushes within. Who would ever think this was once inhabited. A red roof with an opening to the sky so that I could gaze at the stars at night, the hearth that brought warmth as we sat huddled around, steaming cups of… Continue reading A place called Home #FictionMonday

Free #FictionMondays

How I wish I was a bird, free to fly away from the pandemonium that surrounds me, soar over mountains and valleys, never stay at one place but keep exploring. “You are a girl, don’t ever entertain such thoughts”, they said. Study well and help your mother in household chores. “Girls shouldn’t dare to dream… Continue reading Free #FictionMondays

No place like home #FictionMondays

Laying on my comfy couch, a kettle of my favourite tea brewing nearby, as I immerse myself in one of the classics I can read umpteen times and still never tire, how I dreamt of this day! But life as always has different plans. A bustling household, kids, elders to care for, meals to cook,… Continue reading No place like home #FictionMondays

A letter from “Hope” #FictionMondays

As the new postmaster of this quaint little sleepy village of Dorfli, I had little to look forward to. I braced myself up for a sleepy day ahead. An old lady walked into the post office, hunched, frail, trembling- what stood out were her glistening eyes. She looked at me eagerly as I searched for… Continue reading A letter from “Hope” #FictionMondays

Regrets #FictionMonday

Everything about the house looked picture perfect, it was the dream home James and I had been scouting for since a year. “A new one on the block , you will love it” said Lisa, our estate agent. It was indeed a beauty, ample light, just the right size of rooms, a little backyard and… Continue reading Regrets #FictionMonday

The book with a red cover #LoveStories -Part 2

You can read Part 1 of this story here She wore her favourite black dress, the one that accentuated her curves, a simple elegant dress that made her feel confident and sassy. A little bit of make up, kohl rimmed eyes, a light mauve lipstick and some cologne, hair left loose. She took an Uber,… Continue reading The book with a red cover #LoveStories -Part 2

My life, my way #FlashFiction

The skyscrapers terrified me as a newbie, its a lonely life here. Plenty of money, luxuries, everything except for love and laughter they said. As you move higher, the lonelier you will get. Is it worth it, I thought a thousand times as I saw the flashy suits and wondered what was hidden beneath the… Continue reading My life, my way #FlashFiction

The book with a red cover #LoveStories

She sipped her cup of decaffeinated coffee as her eyes stayed glued to the book, the last few pages are always the most enticing. A few minutes later she put down the book and looked around her. The cafe was full of people. February is the month of love, as amply displayed by the heart… Continue reading The book with a red cover #LoveStories

When life comes full circle #SundayPhotoFiction

I looked at the bookshelf that Rohan had bought, the books neatly lined up.-varied colours, sizes, each carrying stories of diverse people and their journeys, happy and sad ones, funny ones and scary ones. Once upon a time I would have devoured them all, without a tea break , such was my love for books.… Continue reading When life comes full circle #SundayPhotoFiction