Homecoming

Do you recall the first time they said you are badyou were just being yourself, with no benchmarks setYou did not know what was good, hence, it was so sadpainful awareness of expectations unmet those voices got together to sound like thunderthose blaming fingers merged into fistfuls of hateclouds of fear gathered, with resentment deep … Continue reading Homecoming

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #284

Welcome back! PROMPT #284 I give you a line which can be used anywhere in your piece. The idea of a first line or last line becomes too restrictive. You can break it up, but you cannot insert or skip words in between. Well, we do need some conditions. 🙂 She’d forgiven everyone and emptied … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #284

Petrichor

“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

Stretching beyond life

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

Wistful

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

Taking Flight

Look up! There is no respite if you want to flySo what if your shape changes till you reach the skyit's a shadow earthlings see; however they lie I change shape and chisel a new identityRidicule if you want, but it is the new meEyes wide open; now your intent I clearly see It hurts … Continue reading Taking Flight

We, You and Me

Interlocking fingers inside water playfullyYou asked ‘tell me which are yours or mine’ “All yours”, I said with a glint in my eyesIn my mind, I was holding a gold mine We stopped romping as time flew byThings were still good, yet not so fine Can’t blame a word, or frame a momentIt was a … Continue reading We, You and Me