I was scared
to glance in her direction,
like I have always been scared
to plan my future,
because somewhere
not too deep within me,
I fear
I’m not doing enough. … More A Conversation Across Time
Welcome to the two hundred and ninety-eighth edition of Fiction Monday.
“So long as you write what you wish to write, that is all that matters, and whether it matters for ages or only for hours, nobody can say.” —Virginia Woolf … More Fiction Monday – 298
Today is Achan’s (my dad’s) 15th death anniversary.
Sometimes it feels like it’s been forever since he’s gone. Sometimes it feels like he passed away just yesterday.
… More Remembering My Dad
It happens too fast—
the scenes that flash before your eyes,
before you can soak in that beauty,
before your eyes can feast on
the gorgeousness unfolding. … More Fleeting Glimpses
Welcome to the two hundred and ninety-seventh edition of Fiction Monday.
“Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself, and know that everything in life has purpose. There are no mistakes, no coincidences, all events are blessings given to us to learn from.” —Elisabeth Kubler-Ross … More Fiction Monday – 297
When you feel an unreasonable glow from within,
know that
it is the touch of hope,
hope, reaching for you,
nudging you,
gently. … More Touch of Hope
Some things are just so precious…
like the aroma of morning tea,
like the gentle touch of sunlight filtering through the window,
like the corner of your home that sprinkles calm into your mind,
like noticing the gentleness of little joys,
like basking in the quiet glory of unadulterated, tiny moments you call life—
some things are just so precious… … More Some things are just so precious…
Welcome to the two hundred and ninety-sixth edition of Fiction Monday.
“If plan “A” doesn’t work, just remember: the alphabet has 25 more letters.” —Unknown … More Fiction Monday – 296
As an ardent reader, Swapna found the library to be a second home. Her sister used to joke that she would’ve moved there permanently if the staff had allowed it.
It was true. Swapna could never resist a book—or the place that held them. That’s why she majored in Library and Information Science, hoping to spend her life among the books. … More Borrowed Pages
Welcome to the two hundred and ninety-fifth edition of Fiction Monday.
“The true secret of happiness lies in taking a genuine interest in all the details of daily life.” —William Morris
… More Fiction Monday – 295
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