I always look forward to the morning rays of sun. Every morning, the golden rays shine down on my living room couch shyly at first, and then slowly paint the whole room in their golden-orange shade. I am never tired of watching the friendship between my living room and the morning sun. But today is … More Bleak #FictionMonday
Have you ever listened to the stories told by the tears? Thousands of such stories are whooshing past by me when I listen to the breath of a tear. But, what often breaks my heart is not the stories told by these tears that roll down a face. It’s the ones that are swallowed even … More Tale by Tears #FictionMonday
Don’t assume that I don’t have anything to say just because I don’t say anything normally. I talk when it matters, when I know I will be heard. Otherwise, my talking will get lost in the myriad voices out there, just another dog barking. But now I have to bark loudly, until I am heard … More Finding Her #FictionMonday
the tiny fleck of worries that follow you around need not have to be carried within you! be fearless, and wipe away those worries. don’t let it bury its seeds inside your mind,take a deep breathand let it gobelieve in you, not your worries! bury the seeds of hope in your mind,sprinkle the specks of … More Be You! #FictionMonday
Keerthi moved closer to the window for a better view. She could barely see the beautiful purple flowers from up her balcony. Shekhar loved the view from their 22nd floor apartment. But she could hardly enjoy the isolation. That’s how she felt. Isolated from everything. Everything that infused life in her was on the ground … More Impression #FictionMonday
All that matters is today you are here and today, you can begin again. And if you fail today,remember, tomorrow is yet another day to begin, again. © Vinitha Dileep This flash fiction piece is written in response to the one hundred and thirtieth edition of Fiction Monday for the word prompt – BEGIN hosted at Reflections by yours … More Begin #FictionMonday
We are in the phase of our relationship where we are drifting apart slowly. I don’t even catch her looking at me absentmindedly. She doesn’t care that I am here, waiting for her. If she doesn’t want me, I don’t want her either. Mumbled my adamant mind. But, the truth is I need her more … More Muse #FictionMonday
The blank page looked perfect in the absence of scribbles. No marks to tarnish its appearance. But the blanker the page was, the messier my mind felt. The blobs of ink that refused to make its mark on the paper, left scratches on my mind mercilessly. I sat in front of my writing journal drenched … More Ink #FictionMonday
Today is a special day. Today I am getting a new friend. Don’t get me wrong, I love playing with Jack. But when he goes to school, I am all alone at home. Once my new pup friend gets here, I will never be alone. I hope he is excited as much as I am! … More Excitement #FictionMonday
There was a certain delight in the way the flower petal fell to the ground. A rush, an excitement, a purposefulness, a helplessness. That’s all I wanted to experience. That delight. My motionless body failed to capture the purposefulness. © Vinitha Dileep This five sentence fiction piece is written in response to the one hundred and … More Fall #FictionMonday
Void Thoughts 