love has always been an object of obsession, of possessiveness, of loathing, of flaunting, of acquiring, of setting free, of rising up with, of falling in, of craziness, of sensibility, of rudeness, of politeness, of sensitivity, of insensitive dealings and so on and on .. so the poems say, so does the prose, so did …
Category: Flash fiction
#just thinking
Your happiness cannot be based on someone else’s fidelity
#just thinking
Life has never promised you anything… Nor has Destiny.. But people did.. Some said they would never leave you.. Lie! Some said they would love you until death.. Lie! Some said you were the most precious one.. Lie! Life is made of such sweet Lies… All that matters is, how you faced the time you…
shattered
it had been a long hot day. streets of the city can sometimes be unforgiving, long hours in the scorching sun where making it impossible for her to breathe. the water she had acquired with so much efforts to start with had turned into luke warm salty and muddy liquid which coated the inside of…
The courts to decide guilty or innocent…he still remains a suspect…
She stood there with her hands folded leaning on the door frame looking at the lift door close behind him as he leaves the studio. She helds her gaze still till he disappeared, she knews he will come back but the fear of loss always lurks around too evident to miss. This time around he…
#just thinking
Why doesn’t life take sudden turns when I am bored…….
Curtains
Don’t pull them. She said We got to… He replied They block the world out she said Well that’s good isn’t it he chuckled I love clear skies she protested Well you can paint the wall blue he suggested I want the morning Breeze she said a little agitated No I will start wheezing again,…
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It’s difficult to breathe,when your breath of air wants to wander off
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Life moves on, pain subsidies, wound heals, scares fade…..fear remains hidden somewhere deep
Study…
she lived her life meticulously, every word checked, rehearsed, worked on before being delivered. there was nothing ever ever wrong, nothing ever ever left out .. and yet when the evening came and she returned to her nest, so meticulously designed that it was impossible to find a flaw by the most mean critique she…
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its been a while that i have been judging my parenting skill set and my kids ability to survive and be a better human being based on feed backs from everyone around…. well today i feel blessed and confident that my little one will grow up to be passionate, caring, loving and a true human…
Betrayal
(its a blog from past) i dont remember the last time i was truthful to myself regarding the relationships i so want to work………. everytime something went wrong or something needed mending or something needed to be sorted out i would pretend that “TIME” is the answer for every problem and turn my back to…
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