The moon winks just as I start drawing curtains for the night. “Talk to me before a cloud interrupts our conversation,” the invitation is tempting enough to make the curtain rings stop in their tracks. “The night is hearing our inane chatter,” I warn the flirtatious Moon. “Nights turn poetic by absorbing secrets and let … Continue reading Flirtatious Moon
breaking unity of the bricks to let a few secrets outwindows challenge closed doors and frozen thoughtswelcome the wind, let in the clouds and rainI stand drenched in myths, tales beyond my reachNot knowing how to weave so much opennessInto a story; I deny entry to truth and shut the window. W3 Prompt dVerse - … Continue reading So much openness
Expectations make them bleed, as they struggle to hide their blues and bruises on seemingly unbroken skin. Religion arrives first, offering bandages emblazoned with sacred symbols, wrapping it in layers of divine justification. Morality follows close behind, labeling the wound as righteous and the pain as virtuous suffering. Nailed to a cross, the injury festered; … Continue reading Bandaged Existence
“It's Ronnie again... Rs. 122 crores have disappeared from the vaults of a bank." “Don’t worry ... He is our undercover agent, and I am sure we will get to the criminals soon enough.” Ronnie gazes into the mirror yet again as if trying to recognise his true self after spending months in the world … Continue reading Perfectly Executed
Don’t stay silent if your voice is ignored.There’s a wall, a sky to hear your scream. Write your stories before the ink fadesLet it seep through unconscious realms Someone, something goes with the wind;It is your soul, not a memory or dream. Six Sentence Stories OLN #379
The girl who paints murals of fierce goddesses on crumbling walls silently declares herself unaffected by judgmental remarks. I cannot help but notice the dark clouds she paints overhead in some places. Natasha is labelled as being overambitious when she stakes her claim to a leadership role in the company and offends others vying for … Continue reading a-changing
“Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown” – an idiom that encapsulates the weight of leadership, often burdened with legacy or the chains of slavery to those who gifted the crown. As the workday draws to a close, certain corridors come alive with gossip, manipulation, and collusion. It's not just a matter of an … Continue reading Power Dynamics
I wake up drenched in sweat. It is one of those nights when a character, with a perspective that challenges my narrative, fights to blend in with my story but is not very welcome. I must include his perspective, which is in stark contrast to my own. This will alter my story's format and challenge … Continue reading Malicious Gossip
Somebody rushes in with a form to be filled as my mother’s body is wheeled into a mortuary, “What was the cause of death?” I am quick to respond, “Organ failure.” Having heard countless harrowing tales of organ trade and the exploitation of the deceased for financial gain, the issue hits close to home. The … Continue reading The Body Machine
Maya packed his belongings with sadness and resolve in the dim light of their shared apartment. "Let’s part ways in style," she said, her voice steady despite the turmoil. She handed him a neatly folded shirt, symbolising the life they had tried to build together. He looked at her, eyes pleading, but she had decided. … Continue reading Finding oneself
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