No longer a fairy tale #SundayPhotoFiction

Deep down in the woods, lay a big bad wolf who ate up little girls. So keep your eyes down, hide yourself in your cloak, do not talk to strangers and do not take a detour. Wasn’t she bored of these silly rules which applied only to girls? So she broke them one day. She… Continue reading No longer a fairy tale #SundayPhotoFiction

Suzy and me #SundayPhotoFiction #MyFriendAlexa

We sat, side by side as the waves splashed around, the sun shining  brightly. The most comforting feeling in the world is sitting beside someone and enjoying the solitude- the silence between us was so comforting. When had I last felt so much at home, not having to put up a face that people wanted… Continue reading Suzy and me #SundayPhotoFiction #MyFriendAlexa

Finding my rainbow #SundayPhotoFiction #MyFriendAlexa

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

Dare to be different #SundayFlashFiction

Summer holidays had just begun and Mom religiously packed our suitcases.  Like every year, we would head to Grandpa and Grandma’s house in the country. As much as I loved the contrasting life there, playing in the mud, climbing trees, swinging to my heart’s delight, devouring the delicious food Grandma prepared- what I despised the… Continue reading Dare to be different #SundayFlashFiction

F is for Feminist #SundayPhotoFiction

Ria was quiet as she returned home from school today. She had learnt something new in school but when she looked around her, she found something amiss. Teacher had said F is for Feminism which means everyone is equal. Mamma goes out to work and Daddy takes care of the home. Their roles can be… Continue reading F is for Feminist #SundayPhotoFiction

Tears of Joy #SundayPhotoFiction

Uncle Sam was seated at his usual place in the park, having his customary snack and iced  latte. I hesitated. I better offer my condolences quickly and get done with this. I always sucked at this one thing. “What do I say to a man who has just lost his companion of 35 years?” As… Continue reading Tears of Joy #SundayPhotoFiction

The Proposal #SundayPhoto Fiction

Henry cleared his throat, he had to be careful not to drop his prized catch- the silver fish which he had caught after a very long time. “Should I take your silence as a yes” Maya looked at him as if he was crazy “Which moron told you my silence means yes? I am still… Continue reading The Proposal #SundayPhoto Fiction