Shadow-boxing

“Ensure you don’t repeat the same mistakes you always do”. “You are talking about the image you have of me, not the real me,” Amina's voice quivered, revealing the depth of her struggle. Tim was nonplussed for a moment. For the past few years, he had been locked in a relentless battle with himself, each … Continue reading Shadow-boxing

November

when the countdown to New Year startsand you know in your heart of heartsLife is not going to change much you read all the horoscopes, thoughlet the outgoing take a bowfor the magic of Hope is such You hum a tune at signals greenYou let December dress and preento hold the future in your clutch … Continue reading November

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #358

Welcome back! Well, 358 is not a milestone, and I wish the number was a round figure like 350 or 400. But it is Thanksgiving Day! I want to extend my deepest gratitude to each of you. Together, we have reached an incredible milestone of 357 episodes of our weekly writing prompt. Your creativity, dedication, … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #358

Stop there

What'sall thisfuss about?I'm still aliveI'm not playing gamesjust that I like to bebeyond sight, beyond your reachBreathe Easy is my new ventureStop there, don't follow me, teach or preachWhat's all this fuss about? I'm still alive… W3 PROMPT #135

Anti-Satanic Vaccine

Imagine a transformative force, a vaccine against negativity, that could safeguard mental health, preserve integrity, and prevent harm to others. Let’s christen it the 'anti-Satanic Vaccine – Verses or Words '. The words would keep ringing in the thought process, extolling virtues of love, liberty and creativity. Under the influence of this vaccine, art would … Continue reading Anti-Satanic Vaccine

The waiting guest

The old woman kept repeating stories about the saddest parts of her life, cribbing, complaining and blaming. Gradually, people started avoiding her company. Happiness waited somewhere in the vicinity, begging for attention. Her infant grandson squealed with delight as her coffin was taken away. He had spotted the waiting guest. Weekend Writing Prompt #391