Why do you demand devotion where love should suffice? Blindfolded, I’ll not know anything else, never question – but never enrich your life with my view. https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2019/03/02/weekend-writing-prompt-95-devotion/
Blindfolded
Why do you demand devotion where love should suffice? Blindfolded, I’ll not know anything else, never question – but never enrich your life with my view. https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2019/03/02/weekend-writing-prompt-95-devotion/
The shadow of the moon danced on the lake. The waves are impressed by unusual display of camaraderie, as the moon aligns with them.. They desire to unite with the object of their affection. They go to great lengths – vaporise to meet the sky and find No Moon there. There is only a Sun … Continue reading Deception
You won’t be able to use all those fancy products, if they are not tested on me. I put my life and limb to out to help you. I’m an extension of your hand, when you navigate that space you can’t live without. I think you call it the internet. I don’t find it very … Continue reading Due credit
a forgotten secret buried between the pages screams silently, begging to be decoded till you come – if you know the code…. https://only100words.xyz/2019/03/07/three-line-tales-week-162/
The game of power was on in full swing. The fly on the wall watched people change masks, indulge in multiple-speak, kill close confidantes and concoct new stories. It enjoyed the anonymity, and felt wise about knowing the ways of the world. It had decided not to cast its vote in the next election. Of … Continue reading Wall
“Remember our first date?” She asked tearfully with the divorce decree in hand. “Certainly, I do. It was the first blog we wrote. I’ve no clue when did the story expand to a novel, and the characters took different routes.” “I blame myself for not knowing when new characters entered the story, other than our … Continue reading When?
She heard the pitter-patter of raindrops and the gusty winds from here. The warmth of the sun chose to caress her gently at times, and compelled her to move inside at others. She also knew about the budding romance between teenage neighbors, and the family often teased her – that much more than the fragrance … Continue reading The Chair
“Have you bought a new scooter, Dan?” “Nope. Can’t afford one …..” He smiled wryly. “I’ve seen it parked here a couple of times.” Pop….Pop… Pop …. Dan’s phone crackled with notifications, as he entered the house. He was connected to the wifi. Who gave him the password? The pieces of the puzzle were falling … Continue reading Complicit
“I like the superimposition of neon signs on the original lettering.” “It looks disoriented to me.” “You are right, but that is how expectations and dreams change. It could be a different color pointing in a different direction tomorrow.” (236 characters)
They had been looking for each other – quietly, with an unspoken determination and a hope that they will succeed someday. None of them realized that destiny had a different plan. Unknowingly, they had crossed paths with each other, moving in different directions on parallel tracks. The incidences were geographical, figurative and metaphorical. The writer … Continue reading Story-crossed