He came down from the mountains as autumn aged, before the paths could pile with snow and the bridges bowed with ice. It was a transition from one world to another – he had to find new companions before hearts froze again. It took a long time to ignite the flame in closed confines, and … Continue reading Reminders in small packs
Wishing all my Indian friends across the world, a very Happy Diwali! Diwali or Deepavali (Festival of Lights) will be celebrated on the New Moon of October 27. We light up our houses and public spaces with earthen oil lamps, candles or electric lights. It is a metaphor for conquering darkness with light. Darkness and … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #110
clutching on to thorns from this life have you even cared to check? -the treasures awaiting your arrival on the other side... https://only100words.xyz/2019/10/24/three-line-tales-week-195/
“You are a specimen of your own kind. Who can survive without using devices in this age?” “How many people you know can do mathematical sums without a device, know calligraphy or write in long –hand for hours at a stretch?” “Why does anybody need to do that?” “Watch out for a legend in the … Continue reading Legend in the making
Where can you find a bell that will ring in your dreams? where can you find a dream which will fire life above, below and beyond hollow spaces - that house fear and consternation? Where can you find a space to call your own impermeable to judgement unwelcoming naysayers open to exhilaration? … Continue reading Dreambells
familiarity kindles fears buried long ago in dream ash I know what you bring so red I glow because I Know I don’t want it… https://onewomansquest.org/2019/10/21/v-j-s-weekly-challenge-69-kindle/
There was a heavy thunderstorm, the wind snorted outside, rattling my windowpanes. It is unseasonal. Idly, I wonder if we in the human race are doing something drastically wrong to invoke nature’s fury. One has to be honest – there is no point in drawing curtains over our thoughtless behavior, and pretending it never happened. … Continue reading Who says?
they hang heavy on minds they force my hands I hear sounds in the silence of tombs I’m yet to be born I’m still in the womb -an unfinished piece not allowed to bloom my fears pull me in them I’m riding a broom the scene changes Kaboom, Kaboom I’m now the Master worlds … Continue reading Narratives
embroidered memories of nurtured illusions innocent doe-eyes were just that -youthful traps for a thirsty soul thirst unquenched… youth spent https://scvincent.com/2019/10/17/thursday-photo-prompt-calling-writephoto/
Welcome to Week 109! My thoughts go back to a stark neighbourhood – identical yellow buildings with numbers painted on them. I enter 109, the building where my uncle lives. It is a rainy day, trains are stuck on water-logged tracks, college is closed and I have walked on the tracks to reach there. My … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #109
