Travelling alone is her passion. She enjoys wandering with a camera and sketch pad, recording everything she sees. There is a lot more than nature’s bounty that comes her way. “Are you writing a book? How do you spend afternoons alone, holed up in the hotel room?” “I am developing the ambition to write one. … Continue reading Stories
“Where does the glass end?” “Judge that by the objects on top of it.” “And also what lies beneath it … Glass lends easily to optical illusions, but photography is art of the possible. One should present imagination in a visual form, and leave it open to further interpretation.” The conversation never left me, when … Continue reading Surreal
The girl sways like a ballet dancer and throws a kiss in the air. Another figure inches closer, but is pushed down by that monster in an undefinable shape. The monster looks dense, as evil is difficult to decipher. The plant shivers in fright, till the pot falls with a thud on the ground. Actually, … Continue reading Screens
lightness prevails as I step out of me see life afresh burdens of perspective fall. Freedom unchallenged! In other words, lightness at Patricia's Place
What lies beneath the snow on my lover’s heart, frozen trust bites? Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille
learning opens new skies every day feels like new dawn on horizons of mind Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge
I took a course in spirituality. I’m at peace, as a divine light shines upon me, and highlights doorways previously hidden from sight. Of course, I would like to go to the other end, but I fall. The teachers say I’m not ready as yet. It will take some more cleansing, some more struggle to … Continue reading Business as usual
I consume content that I enjoy, and some that I don’t. I need those knowledge inputs to keep going, in a competitive universe. I use a green highlighter to recall all this stuff, when needed. It is spinach soup for the soul. (223 words) Twittering Tales #118
to sprint is human to galumph divine it earns me sympathy as I get left behind victory beyond goalposts winks at my strategy epiphany strikes I write my own elegy BrewNSpew Cafe
It is as tricky as a fairy tale can get. The knight in shining armor whom the fair maiden looks for, is hiding in a gift-wrapped parcel somewhere. But she will get him, only if she unwraps the right one in the first attempt. Are the other ones empty, or is there a surprise hidden … Continue reading Gen Z
