Days Once Familiar

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Days once familiar, no longer here
faded elsewhere,
ridden with caution.

Faces not many appear, neither are welcomed,
shaded with woes,
hidden behind masks.

A new world, bugs roam freely,
squashed like bugs, meet your fate,
if wander in the streets, mankind afraid.

This new world, an ailing one
bearing many angsts,
to leave behind.

A new world, a healing one,
sharing the hope
of, returning to the days once familiar.

Days once familiar, remembered dearly.
Days once familiar, a longing in million hearts.


Written for Yeah Write Fiction/Poetry Challenge.

Photo by Sasha Freemind on Unsplash

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Alone Together #WordlessWednesday 79

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A simple act
A time to enact
Stay away to gather again
Stand alone to stand together
And preserve the humankind


Joining Esha and Natasha for #WordlessWednesday & Parul for #ThursdayTreeLove.

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A speck,
Finding a spot
Claiming a lot
Masquerading as a power
Aren’t we all?

A speck,
In this Universe
Not knowing what’s in store
Pretending to have a voice
In this Universe
Aren’t we all?


The truth is we have no control over our lives. It’s fleeting, it’s transient, it’s disappearing with every moment that passes by. But we immerse ourselves in such fruitless debates pointing fingers at each other claiming that “I am right”. And if “I am right” “you must definitely be wrong”. We are humans. Tiny humans. Life is a happy meeting of fellow humans until death claims it permanently. If only we learned to live together harmoniously… If only we learned to live with agreeing to disagree and still be friends…

Joining Esha and Natasha for #WordlessWednesday.

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Roots #WordlessWednesday 77

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A visit to the park this weekend reminded me of my school days

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Rooted deeply, peeping graciously

My school had lots of trees in and around the school buildings the roots of which ran above the ground. The roots were very thick that one would easily think that it is the trunk of the tree that came down to rest on the lap of mother earth herself.

One of our favorite games used to be a slightly modified tag, where standing on the tree root was safe, but the moment you step out on the ground you can be caught and made the next catcher. We used to play this game every morning before our classes began and during lunch hour recess. These roots ran all over the ground, sometimes disappearing without a warning, sometimes reappearing out of the blue, making our tag game an interesting one.

Those roots were huge and our favorite place to sit enjoying the shade of the tree.

When exams were in session, moms used to find their spot underneath these trees, making the roots a comfy chair waiting for us kids to finish the exam.

I wonder if it is still there providing the same comfort and entertainment to the current users. How many of us have come and go relishing the same old nurturing of this world!


Joining Esha and Natasha for #WordlessWednesday & Parul for #ThursdayTreeLove

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transient is our stay

eternal is the memories that we house


This week I am joining for Wordless Wednesday hosted by Esha and Natasha with this photo of my in-laws’ home from our recent India trip.

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An Unusual Conversation #WordlessWednesday 75

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I spent a considerable time looking at this picture. My mind refuses to cooperate. There is no shimmer of verses to peeping in.

Looking at this picture I am baffled. I don’t see anything beyond the tall palm tree.

I am sitting in front of my laptop failed as words and thoughts refuse to befriend me.

Not every picture can be captured in my thoughts and words, and that learning humbles me.

How can I articulate in a string of idyllic words to show you the splendor of this picture when I fail to recognize it myself?

So today I am sharing the spectacular blue sky and this tall, handsome palm tree for the pleasure of your eyes along with this flash fiction:

“Hey, you!” The sound fell on Asha’s ears from afar. She looked around and then she heard it again, “Hey, over here! Tell me, how’s it going there?” 

Asha glanced up. She couldn’t believe her eyes or ears.  “Is it really …!!” “Are you …”, she stammered, “talking to me?”

“Yes, indeed I am. I would like to know the things happening there. Enlighten me.” the tall tree demanded politely. After the initial shock, Asha obliged. “Not that great. Too many people with too many differences and too little harmony. You are not missing anything spectacular.” She added with a smile. 

“But you are!” The tree smiled back, “The view from up here is marvelous”.


Linking with Esha and Natasha for Wordless Wednesday and Parul for Thursday Tree Love

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Bend, not Broken #WordlessWednesday 74

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Bend, not broken

today I may not look the strongest
but persistence and resilience shall see me
as the strongest in due time!


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Revenge #WordsMatter #FlashFiction

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20 years ago I wanted to have this feeling, so badly. But here I am today.

If he thought 20 years in prison would heal me, heal my baby, then he got it all wrong. My baby, she was only 5-years-old when this vulture ruthlessly ravaged my little girl’s innocence. A year she lived in nightmares that filled her day and night before it finally snatched her away from me forever.

Today my baby can rest in peace, finally – I realized a smile spreading across my face looking at the puddle of blood that gathered on the floor next to his motionless body.

Revenge served cold…


This flash fiction is written as part of the #WordsMatter blog hop, organized by Corinne, Shalini, and Parul where 28 of us are coming together to share our musings on the prompt ‘20 years ago I’. I received this tag from Shilpa at Fictionista and it’s my pleasure to pass on this tag to Esha at My Soul Talks.

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Promises #WordlessWednesday 73

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a promise to be back
a promise to be there
a promise to recreate memories again
a promise, keeping many hopes alive
never knowing what tomorrow may bring!


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Parul for #ThursdayTreeLove.

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Thieving Sky #WordlessWednesday 72

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the tiny speck of the sky
veiling my sight
pilfering my focus

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 Joining Esha and Natasha for #WordlessWednesday.

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