I have always been a die hard fan of Jodi Picoult. I started off with “My Sister’s Keeper” and I knew I had found an author whose books I can truly treasure. They are not the fairytale, romantic books, but talk of death, disease, court cases, despair, grief but at the same time, there is… Continue reading Small Great Things-here is why as a dusky woman, I could relate to this book so much.
Smriti rubbed her palms together as a cool breeze blew. Dried leaves lay around her feet. She picked up one as she thought about its life – autumn was the time everyone loved posing for pictures, the hues of orange, yellow, green and brown made for a splendid Instagram pic. Did anyone care about this… Continue reading A new dawn #FlashFiction #TellTaleThursday
Baby Ocotillo looked at his Mumma, tears trickling down his eyes as he asked her the same question he had been asking since the day he was born. Why am I so barren? When will I bloom like other flowers? Is my life destined to be this plain and ugly? Why me? Mumma Ocotillo smiled… Continue reading Finding my rainbow #SundayPhotoFiction #MyFriendAlexa
Jena pouted her lips for the perfect selfie, her head slightly tilted,the glass of red wine held in her perfectly manicured hand. She sent out her perfect shot to her Instagram followers- atop Burj Khalifa, a perfect Sunday. She went back to her room and checked her Instagram. There were 1K likes and people swooning… Continue reading Too good to be true #FridayFictioneers
Kavya Narang – the girl next door. She is average looking, a regular college goer, not very bright at studies but she manages an average score. She loves swimming and spending time browsing the net. The day her father gifted her a personal laptop was the happiest day of her life. She would spend hours… Continue reading 6 minutes of fame #BarAThon
Salma bit her lower lip as she looked for answers to her misery. Should she give her consent to marry Habid? A boy she had not even seen in real life. She had great dreams about her life partner. She wasn’t keen on the tall dark handsome thing, it felt like a farce to her.… Continue reading And I found a way to my man’s heart #ShortStory #BarAThon
My aunt Sara always made me carry an umbrella when we stepped out of the house. I was forbidden from playing in the sun. I looked longingly as my friends learnt swimming during summer holidays. “Are you crazy? Do you know how tanned you will get?” I wished to run, without the sunscreen, without these… Continue reading Basking in the sun #FFFAW #FlashFiction