Thrills

I hoard bricks of expectations to build a house of dreams I paid for some, a few are gifts and many more came flying in from windows to my inner world in anticipation of known and unknown. Oh, the spoils of life and love….   (44 words)   Quadrille Monday at dVerse

New Age

“I wonder how many coins lie at the bottom.” “People don’t waste pennies anymore. They prefer playing games on Facebook, or take selfies they can manage with filters.” “Oh, yeah …. And pennies give no information about the owner.” (228 characters)   Twittering Tales #111

Frozen thoughts

“I have a frozen bum,”   Little Tim’s expression appeared frozen too. But we couldn’t stop smiling. We had just moved in here from tropical climes. “What made you sit on that?” “I thought it is soft, fluffy cotton. I needed it to decorate the Christmas tree.” “Aren’t you excited we have a real Christmas tree, … Continue reading Frozen thoughts

Toxicity

Prompt So what exactly happened here? A woman felt powerless because she was unable to let go of a story she was holding onto which made her a victim. Even though she no longer saw this man, her former lover, she carried him within, and over and over again inside was keeping this version of … Continue reading Toxicity

Silent Eloquence

the story of life embedded in glances who other than you can decipher nuances? in your language, I did dream over the years piercing pain, shattered bits cannot stop flowing tears we try to reach a pact in the first night away from you half-open peeps can’t count ensuing aeons of blues silence is their … Continue reading Silent Eloquence

House of Empathy

I cannot believe my eyes. The priest is dressed like a jester in tights with a multicolour diamond pattern on it. The secretary I kicked out yesterday is a Queen in a velvet robe, seated on a throne studded with gemstones. I  recognize my toddler from his face. But he is now grown up, and … Continue reading House of Empathy

Adventure

She had once fancied a life on wheels. The hotel rooms felt blissful after a long day, where she could pass out in a jiffy and dream of future adventures. The soup and fish does not taste as good now. It has been a long time, since she had a wholesome, homemade meal. Her dreams … Continue reading Adventure