Security

I know that love has once lived in this house. This is my first visit to the house where Aryan has spent many years. He is beaming, as he shows me around the place. Aryan mentions that the memory of his loved one is immortalized in this piece, made to order. She loved doughnuts, and … Continue reading Security

Baby in a basket

The story started with a challenge set up thehauntedwordsmith, to be continued by the next tagged writer. STORY SO FAR (links given) https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2018/08/11/finish-the-story-6-11-august-2018/ “It’s in your blood, hun.” His mother’s response to the announcement that he was leaving home echoed in his ears. He knew she would be supportive, but he never expected to feel … Continue reading Baby in a basket

Locus of control

  “It was a moment of enlightenment….” “What did you see beyond that door?” “I was told Jesus Christ would bless me. A few others said, you will find all the Gods ever named on Earth, or the one you most ardently wish to see. No shape or structure holds a monopoly on God….” “And … Continue reading Locus of control

Transformed

“I have stopped writing”, he appears cold and distant in the darkness. “Really? Will you survive without it?” “I spent a lifetime, staining white pages and interlocking fingers with keyboards. It was heaven, it was hell, and I knew of nothing else”, he rambles on, unaware of my presence in the room. “What do you … Continue reading Transformed

Reasonable Response

“I know it. I always knew it is a conspiracy. Multiple speak, masks, iron fists in velvet gloves and knives stabbed in the back are all more real ….” “What are you rambling about?” “Pistanthrophobia – it is missing from this list. It is a design to catch people unaware….”   Pistanthrophobia is the fear of trusting people due … Continue reading Reasonable Response

Reunion meet

Reunions with college mates are great eye openers. The difference between dreams, impressions, expectations and reality all show up in one evening. Condescending looks have changed. Class monitors are no longer the leaders she looked up to. She is happy that she was sowing seeds for the future, while the others enjoyed fruits of their … Continue reading Reunion meet

Anonymous

“I rarely receive a sealed envelope now, which is not a communication from a company whose shares I hold. Snail mail has long since given way to faster and modern communication platforms…..” I saw a hand being raised in the audience, “Sir, I have been searching for years, for a kind soul which used to … Continue reading Anonymous

Unclaimed Power

I see small reflections of myself in the world around. You are Fire. Why should that surprise you? Why did I remain suppressed in the core for so long, scared of being extinguished by the water around me?   Three Line Tales

Down-to-Earth

She has lived in a vacuum all her life. It is more appropriate to call it a darkness laden with non-acceptance. She has all the ideas, enthusiasm, creativity and talent, but the people around her don’t connect to it. Is it a genuine challenge for them, or a deliberate boycott of her personality? “Stop flying … Continue reading Down-to-Earth

Alive

She had stars in her eyes, but today they are visible on the ground, a little above sea level. Being a part of this august gathering is a dream come true. The people she admires, the people she looks up to, and the people she so fervently hopes would support her endeavors are all here … Continue reading Alive