Welcome to the two hundredth and forty-third edition of Fiction Monday. “Whether you’re keeping a journal or writing as a meditation, it’s the same thing. What’s important is you’re having a relationship with your mind.” — Natalie Goldberg Stories From Last Week Past by SulekhaThe Swami Who Erases the Past Karma by MadhaviThe past… was! by Suzana Fiction … More Fiction Monday – 243
Rain is a feeling, gentle and sweet,even if it is mere raindrops flirting with your windowpane.It fills your soul with tingling warmth,a sensation only rain can evoke. It empties the void,inviting nostalgia into the crevices of your mind.Rain is meant to be felt,with passion, every now and then. It rained this weekend. The week began with scattered droplets, teasing us with the memory of rain — something mostly absent … More It Rained Yesterday #Poem
Welcome to the two hundredth and forty-second edition of Fiction Monday. “Kind words do not cost much. Yet they accomplish much.” —Blaise Pascal Stories From Last Week Whole Again by Shilpa GargBelonging to the whole by SuzanaThe Only One in the Whole World by MadhaviPieces of Me by VinithaEmbracing Wholeness: A Journey of a Lifetime by Esha Fiction Monday … More Fiction Monday – 242
Every piece of me is just as importantas the whole of me.For what would the whole of me bewithout all the pieces of me? Treasure the pieces of you,the ones you proudly showand the ones you hide away.For each piece, big or small,makes you whole. © Vinitha Dileep This piece is written in response to the two … More Pieces of Me #FictionMonday
Welcome to the two hundredth and forty-first edition of Fiction Monday. “Sometimes rejection in life is really redirection.” —Tavis Smiley Stories From Last Week Mahashivratri: A Festival or Just Another Day? by AnamikaThe Festival of Muggu by MadhaviMy Favorite Festivals by BalakaSpring is here by SuzanaIn Solitude by Vinitha Fiction Monday Word Prompt – WHOLE The idea is simple―to write. … More Fiction Monday – 241
He felt as if he were inhaling silence as the quietness swallowed him. Usually, this was the moment he cherished—the peace, the stillness. But now, it felt empty. Echoes of laughter and scattered fragments of memories whimpered in the hollow aftermath of a festival once grand in its majesty. What was celebration without someone to … More In Solitude #FictionMonday
Welcome to the two hundredth and fortieth edition of Fiction Monday. “The hardest challenge is to be yourself in a world where everyone is trying to make you be somebody else.” —E. E. Cummings Stories From Last Week We Fell For The Trap by BalakaThe fear of traps by SuzanaWhat All Rainforests Trap!! by MadhaviBittersweet Memories by Vinitha Fiction … More Fiction Monday – 240
A kaleidoscope of memoriestrapped in the mind,playing yesterday’s notesat odd times. A broken kaleidoscope—fragments of beautiful moments,shattered pieces of bittersweet. They cut deep as they unfold,yet hold a beautyI will cherishfor as long as I live. © Vinitha Dileep This piece is written in response to the two hundredth and thirty-ninth edition of Fiction Monday inspired by the … More Bittersweet Memories #FictionMonday #Poem
Welcome to the two hundredth and thirty-ninth edition of Fiction Monday. “To be a poet is a condition, not a profession.” —Robert Frost Stories From Last Week Puzzle by ChristineMy puzzled heart by AnamikaWhy God? It Puzzles Me! by MadhaviThoughts about puzzles by SuzanaLife Is A Puzzle by BalakaThe Puzzling Life by Vinitha Fiction Monday Word Prompt – TRAP The idea … More Fiction Monday – 239
One of the things I keep coming back to is my appreciation for this life. Life is beautiful—my inner voice keeps echoing. I like that sound. And yet, it puzzles me. Because if I look at my day, life is anything but beautiful. It’s chaotic—a never-ending list of to-dos scattered around, each demanding my attention … More The Puzzling Life #FictionMonday
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