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
I am sneezing. Relentlessly. My eyes are watering—not from tears of joy, but from an unholy alliance between sneezes and the cold. The weather outside isn’t even that cold—just mildly so. Am I hoarding all the cold inside me, depriving the season of its rightful chill? A one-woman cold bank? There’s not a single raindrop, … More A Sneezing Tale: Achoos & Bless Yous
The sky is my constant companion. No matter where I am, no matter how I’m feeling, I find comfort in looking up. There are no mysteries to unravel or whispered messages from above, yet a quiet tranquility fills me each time I lift my gaze. It doesn’t matter if the sky is a brilliant blue … More Look Up and Embrace Peace
Welcome to the two hundredth and thirty-eighth edition of Fiction Monday. “I am lucky that whatever fear I have inside me, my desire to win is always stronger.” —Serena Williams Stories From Last Week Morning Chaos by AnamikaThe Descent by EshaCrash the Bad guys by MadhaviA memory and some brain exercises by SuzanaBook Review: The Shooting Star by Shivya … More Fiction Monday – 238
Journaling takes you somewhere—often to an unplanned, unexpectedchance meeting of words and thoughts,carving out stories to feast upon. Sharing a glimpse from my free-write session a few days ago Here is the edited version: My fountain pen is not working properly. Granted, days—no, weeks—no, months of negligence preceded this rebellious nature of my fountain pen. … More Ink Will Flow
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