It is a foggy winter morning like any other, but there is an unusual heaviness in the air. There is a smell I don’t like, though it doesn’t qualify to be called a stench. The radio is on to keep me updated on the time it takes for the drive. I sense a traffic jam … Continue reading Not always good
There was something ominous about that number. She was too young, then, and her mother refused to give any details later. They used to meet a man in jail, with 100 printed on his shirt. He looked suspiciously like the man in her late father’s portrait. But her Dad was a nobleman. Twittering Tales
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 52
Now is just as much long as much anxiety/ happiness you allow for it.
Purification by fire is my personal alchemy- latent heat inside me Rising after a fall in the eyes that matter- a few who look up to me Fighting my self- but not the world a few unwashed stains block me Not conceding defeat I’m neither helpless nor weak a few destinations-still beckon … Continue reading Latent fire
ticking heartbeats define worthwhile moments of life hacking joy but fail to outlive allocated spans all bodies which are birthed face a life sentence work and struggle to prolong the term till death tears them apart from the soul Weekly Writing Prompt #157
she knew what pain meant being square in round holes who would de-shape whom? SoCS
She is born with this disturbing ability – of separating the fake from real, effortlessly. It creates discomfort in people around her. They try to frame her for wrongdoings, and make her feel guilty. She is often accused of taking a different path- the only path she has ever known. Is living for her own … Continue reading Outlaw
once again, I observe it’s that time of year the world celebrates it does not excite me the drudgery of life! Haikai Challenge #49
Anna’s mother is a good cook. Or so she thinks she is… It has moved to the extent of being an obsessive compulsive disorder. She cooks and cleans to perfection, even if there was domestic help to do it, feed and pamper a male member of the family (husband, son, grandson, son-in-law, whosoever lived under … Continue reading Emotional Abuse
fresh heart break oozing wounds but for how long? healing wounds remnants of scars but who cares? spasms of pain refreshed wounds Who mentioned your name? suppressed groans – mine untainted reputation – yours Silence adorns lips –forever? I gather moments entrenched in memories Now … Translation of a Hindi poem by Amit Agrawal (hecblogger) … Continue reading Heart break
