05 Wednesday Nov 2014
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Dusk or Dawn,
Does it matter?
It all comes together,
To present the moments,
Breathtaking moments..
Linking this to Wordless Wednesday at Abracabadra hosted by Ruchira.
Also linking to NaBloPoMo – November Day 3, Ultimate Blog Challenge and Ultra Blog Challenge.
03 Monday Nov 2014
31 days 31 posts. I made it. It comes as a surprise to me because I never thought I had it in me what it takes to commit to write daily.
I am so over the moon now. 🙂
Signing up for the NaBloPoMo – October was truly an impulsive act. I didn’t think through about writing every day for the next 31 days. But it turned out to be a wonderful journey.
At the 31st day, I am happy that I trusted that impulse to sign up.
30 Thursday Oct 2014
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fiction, flash fiction, friday fictioneers, life, NaBloPoMo, Photo Prompt, Prompt, Ultimate Blog Challenge, UltraBlog Challenge, Write Tribe
Image source PHOTO PROMPT-Copyright-Melanie Greenwood
“Life isn’t fair, sweetheart. If it was, then I would have been married to the football captain of the school, not to the science club head!”
“If she married him then you would be talking to your dad in prison now, honey, and I don’t think he is in a position to buy an iPhone.”
“And dear, don’t tell me that you prefer the timed visits than sitting here relaxing,” James said turning to his wife.
Lori smiles as their lips meet.
Christie scoffs at the conversation realizing her iPhone dream is not going to come true anytime soon.
Linking this 99 words fictions based on the above photo prompt to Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle.
Also linking this to Write Tribe Pro Blogger – Day 30, NaBloPoMo October – Day 30 at Blogher, Ultimate Blog Challenge – Day 30 and Ultra Blog Challenge – Day 30.
30 Thursday Oct 2014
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A foggy morning,
when the sun hid behind the clouds,
creating golden clouds,
bringing his palette from yesterday’s dusk,
giving us a chance to wake up to the
golden morning.
Linking this to Wordless Wednesday at Abracabadra hosted by Ruchira.
Also linking this to Write Tribe Pro Blogger – Day 29, NaBloPoMo October – Day 29 at Blogher, Ultimate Blog Challenge – Day 29 and Ultra Blog Challenge – Day 29.
30 Thursday Oct 2014
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creative writing, fiction, Five Sentence Fiction, flash fiction, marriage, NaBloPoMo, Ultimate Blog Challenge, UltraBlog Challenge, Write Tribe
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She was thrilled as he got on one knee, gently taking her hand and let the words out, “Will you marry me?”
Though they never told each other how they felt, both of them knew that they loved each other. After all, there is something mysterious about those untold words, as they tried to speak their heart through gestures; love is undying when words are carried through gestures!
As she was about to say “yes,” he stood up and asked “How was it, Amy? You think she will say yes?”
Heartbroken, she said “yes, who wouldn’t? ” then he took the ring and put it on Amy’s finger, taking her by surprise and said to a teary-eyed Amy as they embraced each other, “That’s what I was hoping you would say, my dear.”
Written based on the prompt – Marriage for Five Sentence Fiction hosted by Lillie Mcferrin.
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Also linking this to Write Tribe Pro Blogger – Day 28, NaBloPoMo October – Day 28 at Blogher, Ultimate Blog Challenge – Day 28 and Ultra Blog Challenge – Day 28.
30 Thursday Oct 2014
Posted in NaBloPoMo, Poem, Prompt, Ultimate Blog Challenge, Ultra Blog Challenge, Write Tribe
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creative writing, Diwali, NaBloPoMo, poem, Ultimate Blog Challenge, UltraBlog Challenge, Write Tribe
“Lights in Diwali,” they said it was, brightening the earth.
Is that how we appear to the people from below?
Wondered all of us, alike, never seeing us from distance.
Lights in Diwali accompanies with puffs of smoke, why so?
There is no smoke around us other than puffy clouds.
And those thundering noises from down there, how it happens?
Because dear, it isn’t perfect what they are doing there.
Our lights are natural, but they are producing it artificially.
The smoke and sound are byproducts of their ignorant doings.
Stars are wonders of night, never could replicate it elsewhere!
Written for 10/10 Tuesday based on the prompt ‘Lights in Diwali’ hosted by Cynthia and Deepika.
Also linking this to Write Tribe Pro Blogger – Day 27, NaBloPoMo October – Day 27 at Blogher, Ultimate Blog Challenge – Day 27 and Ultra Blog Challenge – Day 27.
28 Tuesday Oct 2014
Dear ten year old me,
It is Diwali tomorrow. And I am not excited as I used to be!
Pic via Pixabay
Did you ever think that such a day would come in your life? Remember those Diwalis back in the day where you were excited just to burn the crackers. Of course, you remember! For a 10-year-old fireworks and sweets were happiness and beyond. Diyas and new dresses were only part of the celebration. Then visiting friends’ houses, burning more crackers, which ten year old kid didn’t love that.
How you fought with your sister to get more share of crackers for yourself! Remember, how much you wished to become a grown up and burst the crackers as much as possible, all by yourself, with no dad and mom telling to stop! Remember, those days when you waited to go back to school just to share with your friends how much fun you had!!
Did you ever imagine that when you become a grown up you would get tangled in life’s messiness so much and one day you would forget to celebrate Diwali, or lose interest in celebrating Diwali? Is that coming as a shock to you? Had you known this you would have never wanted to grow up, would you?
Today, I don’t have the excitement of that ten year old in celebrating Diwali. I crack the fireworks to see my kid’s smile. I make sweets for my family to enjoy.
Diwali with my ten-year-old self was much more exciting because then I used to enjoy just for me. Pleasure was all mine because you were there. It was you who made it possible for me to enjoy Diwali to the fullest! And today, I miss you. I wish you were here to make me feel the liveliness of Diwali once more.
Missing you,
Yours truly!
This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.
Also linking this to Write Tribe Pro Blogger – Day 25, NaBloPoMo October – Day 25 at Blogher, Ultimate Blog Challenge – Day 25 and Ultra Blog Challenge – Day 25.
24 Friday Oct 2014
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fiction, flash fiction, friday fictioneers, NaBloPoMo, Photo Prompt, Prompt, Ultimate Blog Challenge, UltraBlog Challenge, Write Tribe
PHOTO PROMPT Copyright- The Reclining Gentleman
“Hi.”
“Hi,” Grace said uncertainly.
“I’m Joe.”
“Grace.”
“I see you here every evening.”
“I haven’t seen you.”
“Yeah, I know. You never seemed to be present here when you were here.” He chuckled.
That was true. She came there every evening in memory of her deceased boyfriend, Xavier. That spot was their favorite meeting place till the day he died. She was always lost in thought when she got there.
“Would you like a cup of coffee?”
A voice from inside her said that it’s time to let go. Maybe, it’s time she thought as she smiled at Joe.
100 words fiction written for Friday Fictioneers based on the above photo prompt hosted by Rochelle.
Also linking this to Write Tribe Pro Blogger – Day 24, NaBloPoMo October – Day 24 at Blogher, Ultimate Blog Challenge – Day 24 and Ultra Blog Challenge – Day 24.
24 Friday Oct 2014
She wakes up early every morning and soon starts her work for the day.
Rest of the family wakes up later to the aroma of food.
As they treat themselves to the breakfast, she sneaks in a quick shower, getting ready for (more) work.
Getting their kids ready for school comes under her job description too.
Questions like
“Mom, where is my homework?”
“Did you see my watch, honey?”
flung around lavishly and they are met with answers that made the questioner happy.
Yes, she has answers for every nerve racking question. She is supposed to know what is needed in advance! Does she have the sixth sense to know anything and everything around her, one might wonder, but that’s one question that no one ever asked her. Was it because she was expected to do so?
Hug for the kids, Kiss for the love, she is there to give generously, but did anyone ever bothered to return the favor?
Pic via Pixabay
She attended the PTA meetings, befriended other parents at their children’s school, volunteered for school activities. All she did within the luxury of limited time.
Pic via Pixabay
She is tired for most part of her day and her life, but you will not see her tired! She is upset many times, but you will not see tears spilling from her eyes!
20 Monday Oct 2014
Posted in NaBloPoMo, Poem, Ultimate Blog Challenge, Ultra Blog Challenge, Write Tribe
Pic via Pixabay
One by one they came,
“Welcome,” said me.
Without making eye contact,
They looked around.
They went through my belongings,
As I laid out my treasures.
Closed were their ears to the cries I stifled,
Or the murmurs I made.
A spike in interest, I felt
But that was just me being hopeful!
No one hung back,
To share their feedback.
Words are too precious to part with,
Should’ve realized that sooner.
As they left without a hum
Sighed me, to find them mum.
Linking this to Write Tribe Pro Blogger – Day 20, NaBloPoMo October – Day 20 at Blogher, Ultimate Blog Challenge – Day 20 and Ultra Blog Challenge – Day 20.
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