“It’s been thirty years, and I could recognise that smile from a distance”, she hugged her childhood pal, Meena. “Sorry, but have we met before?” The smiles from both faces vanished. Meena’s voice and accent were decidedly different. “Forgive me, I mistook you for my friend Meena.” “That’s my mother’s name. Are you from India?” … Continue reading Never say Die
Each bank watches the other with a quiet ache, held apart by the river they both cradle. Trees lean inward, shadows stretching like questions across the current. Their roots whisper through the soil, tracing the same longing. It isn't love—they’ve never touched—but something more tender and less passionate than love: limerence. They imagine that the … Continue reading Limerence
Every twenty-four hours, the Earth turns once on its axis, as if it needs time to reconsider. From my vantage point, the sun rises like a forgiving god, spreading hope. Yet for another, it’s already a canvas of nightfall and introspection. The same globe, serenely rotating beneath our feet, offers us a kaleidoscope of views—not … Continue reading Solstice
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Welcome back! PROMPT #386 We have a quote by Maria Popova to serve as an inspiration this week. History is not what happened, but what survives the shipwreck of judgment and chance. Maria Popova It is not necessary to use the line or words, though there is nothing to stop you from doing so. But … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #386
I stumbled upon a set of nested dolls in the attic. My uncle had given them to me as a birthday gift. With a leisurely weekend ahead, I decided to unpack the set of nested dolls. To my astonishment, the dolls had undergone a remarkable transformation. Their once uniform colours and expressions had evolved into … Continue reading Nested Dolls
The ethereal beauty of the singer's voice, a stark contrast to the mindless violence on the streets, echoed through the night. Freya was right about putting a hold on all celebrations for some time. How he wished she could have lived to unravel the night's story, a mystery that still eludes him. The police, lacking … Continue reading Mysterious
He kept breathing ambition,walking, and then sprintingpropelled by a quest for victory A turnaround calledbut fell on deaf ears-obsession quelledcuriosity He reached the finishing line,but he was not the firsttrampled roads mockedthose who were therelooked defeatedHe wondered why… Not knowing that at the moment,he overlookedthe turnaroundIt was his moment of defeatfor he missed outon better … Continue reading Triumph and Defeat
The day’s events gallop away into twilight, leaving a sparkling sky for me to meditate on. I sink into slumber inviting dreams, but something hangs heavy on a tired shoulder. A few thoughts failed to make the cut and did not dissolve in dusk. They appear to be desperately calling for attention, despite being pushed … Continue reading On Dusk’s Shoulders
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