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
Sara couldn’t sleep that night. Usually, it was the noise from her daughter’s room that kept her up late in the night. But now, things have changed. She could hear the air moving around her. The pin-drop silence blared in her ears in full volume stopping her from sleeping. Her life seemed to be in … More Unwelcome Pause #FictionMonday
those cherished memories – smearing fragrances, spilling colors, in today’s pages. yesterday, a page written in the past – forgotten memories, lost moments, all safe in the past. © Vinitha Dileep This piece is written in response to the one hundred and sixteenth edition of Fiction Monday for the word prompt ‘YESTERDAY’ hosted at Reflections by yours … More Yesterday #FictionMonday
how else will you know if you are gifted or not,if you dare not to open the present? how else will you know if your gift is valuable or not,if you never use it? how else will you add more value to your gift,if you never dare to share it with the world? believe it … More Gift #FictionMonday
you can forever search for a miracle with no luckuntil you find happiness in just being alive,soaking in the morning sun,cherishing the little moments that pass by,and not be in a haste to chase after those fleeting moments,but let it pass by youleaving you with nothing but gratitude,for life simply is a miracleto those who … More Miracle #FictionMonday
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