The weekend getaway is promoted as holding high potential for complete renewal of jaded souls. Sheila, being a marketing director of an event management company, is weary of the hype being created around the all-women’s event. Will it be another bonding opportunity with an audience, where they get to offload whatever’s ruining their peace of … Continue reading Farewell
A strange sense of peace descends on her. She struggles to get comfortable with it, and then realises that struggle is what she has eliminated from life. She’d forgiven everyone and emptied her home. Of all that gave it meaning, seemingly happy moments destroyed by sarcasm, creative efforts downgraded by derision and a denial of … Continue reading Soil
She senses something out of place before ringing the doorbell. The brass statue of a gunman in the porch looks askance, as his angle of vision changed. It looks like plants have not been watered in the morning. She enters her own house with trepidation as she expects monsters to emerge from the walls and … Continue reading Control
She is neither dead nor alive. She was waiting for her brother to fetch her, when a sandstorm happened and wiped away all plans. It was no mean task to plot an escape from prison. The lecherous Emperor had incarcerated her with evil intent. Getting out from the underground pathway felt like an achievement. Her … Continue reading Shells in the sand
Harry gulped. His heart pounded inside his chest as he reached his hands into the air. He had gulped the liquid from a forbidden bottle. The genie had told him clearly that the Bottle of Blues will take him back to an era, which he had escaped after a lot of struggle. But what was … Continue reading Confession of Guilt
“Where do you think you’ll go?” Amina asks with concern. “Back to my village. I can’t afford rent in a city without a job,” Ahana was one of the many employees laid off by a loss-making startup. The doorbell breaks the silence in the room, and minutes later, Ahana is unpacking her bags. “I was … Continue reading Petrichor
The place hasn’t changed much in a decade. But an intriguing sight greets me. Two dogs are lounging around in the chairs which the senior Smith couple used to grace. I push the gate open and see a young girl serving their food in bowls on the table. “I haven’t seen you here before.” “How … Continue reading Stretching beyond life
She freezes at the mention of ‘Mother’, and abhors paeans being sung to motherhood. She tried hard, very hard to recall a moment of acceptance, when her mother climbed up from her dinosaur mindset, and accepted her in a positive way. She couldn’t, however desperate she was to wish that such a moment existed. Father … Continue reading Wistful
There’s no water on the desk. She needs to get another bottle from the refrigerator, but feels inadequate to do so. The fatigue is unusual, but medical reports are fine. Maybe … she is tired of doing things she doesn’t want to do but is compelled to do. Weekend Writing Prompt #315
How I wish the book was never found….. It contains recipes for potions used to cure village folk. The healers were worshipped, and charged a king’s ransom for healing poverty-stricken patients. Amanda, the oldest maid in the palatial household, mentions boxes full of gold bars in hushed tones. She’d earned the honour of visiting the … Continue reading Dis-ease
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