One in a million #FridayFictioneers

Rosie was not her usual cheerful self today when she returned from school. I gave her a hug and she burst into tears”Mom why is my skin darker than others? I look different , not one among them. Suzie was saying I do not belong here” I braced myself,I knew this was coming someday. I… Continue reading One in a million #FridayFictioneers

The dolls who came to life #FFFAW

Mani looked at the figurines he had arranged last night for Golu- something was very odd. The cricket team he had proudly displayed to celebrate the cricket fervour stood at their usual spot, their hands raised in victory. He had added Lord Ganesha to the assemble last night, he was placed at a prominent position… Continue reading The dolls who came to life #FFFAW

Arranged Date #FridayFictioneers

“I am terrified of these rides, not sure I can handle it” said Jo, eyeing the monster “Tora Tora” fearfully. “This is so much fun, come on lets do it. I love such rides” Emma’s excited voice drowned his fearful one. Few minutes later, they were seen laughing as the capsule moved higher up. This… Continue reading Arranged Date #FridayFictioneers

Be the rainbow in someone’s life #FFFAW

Little Janah had a forlorn look on her face today. What a contrast to the radiant smile that she wore yesterday. It has been a memorable day. She had seen a rainbow on her way to school- a full rainbow as it shone- all the 7 colours vividly shining , brightening up the sky and… Continue reading Be the rainbow in someone’s life #FFFAW

Invisible shackles #SundayPhotoFiction

The leopard inspected her new surroundings with a sense of despair- the cage left her with a sickening feeling but she couldn’t let her emotions drown her else her cub would sense the reality. “Mommy I aint liking this, why are we caged? I love the open jungles where I can breathe fresh air, hunt… Continue reading Invisible shackles #SundayPhotoFiction

The cycle of life #SundayPhotoFiction

Adam roamed aimlessly on the streets of Venice- the beautiful city which held dear memories since decades. As a child, he clutched his Mumma’s hand as they walked on this very street- as his Mom bought some custard and pie and he had his weekly treat of popsicles. He then grew up and walked with… Continue reading The cycle of life #SundayPhotoFiction

Living in Fairyland -Sunday Photo Fiction

Aria looked at the tiny board with her mouth wide open. She pointed her chubby finger and exclaimed in glee” Mumma look fairies welcome here” Does that mean real fairies come here at night and live in this tiny house, sit in this garden and eat gingerbread cake like in the stories?” I looked at… Continue reading Living in Fairyland -Sunday Photo Fiction