She held the pen in her fingers, undecided. Should I let it out? Should I hold myself back? Should I word this as a fictional piece so that I can pour unto this paper all my thoughts unfiltered and always say “well this is a fictional story”. The guise of fiction sounded tempting. She hadn’t… Continue reading And she wrote her story #FictionMondays
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If Only #FictionMonday
If only I had chosen to turn a deaf ear when she said black doesn’t suit a dark skinned person like me, If only I had shrugged my shoulders and worn that black T shirt instead of tossing it away and picking a light coloured one. If only I had followed my heart to be… Continue reading If Only #FictionMonday
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
Feels like home to me #Fiction
Rhea hated everything about this cold country- the dull weather, overcast sky, the cold people who just gave you a cold stare. It was a horrible place to be. Why o why had Ma taken up this so called opportunity in Geneva? Its for the better kanna, she had said. Its good for both of… Continue reading Feels like home to me #Fiction
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
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