Rema stood in her grandparents’ courtyard, where her childhood footprints had once traced paths of joy. The echoes of thirty years ago filled her ears—the soft hum of her granny’s favorite tunes, the comforting stories her grandpa told after evening prayers, and the laughter of her cousins. This house was where she had been happiest. … More Footprints of Love #FictionMonday
Despite the frayed edges and faded faces, the photo caught my eye. How long had it been since that day? Forty years? Something like that. Suddenly, memories I thought I’d forgotten came rushing back. She wasn’t in the photo, but I remembered that day as if it were yesterday. She was there, walking away from … More Faded Memories #FictionMonday
He was good at answering all sorts of questions his professors threw at him. However, being good academically didn’t always guarantee he had the correct answer. The question that stumped him the most was posed at the time of his birth. Growing up as an orphan was a constant battle. Why was no one there … More The Unanswered Question #FictionMonday
Megan loved everything about dance. She had been passionate about it since childhood. After all, her mom was a professional dancer before she stopped performing to have Megan. Megan eagerly watched dance performances and passionately consumed her mother’s old dance videos. She dreamed of becoming a dancer like her mom and performing to her heart’s … More Breaking Free #FictionMonday
Maya’s fingers trembled as she held the aged envelope—a token from her past self, forgotten until this moment. Inside lay a letter she had written to her future self at the tender age of 15, to be opened when she turned 30. Thirteen years had passed since she turned 30. A mix of curiosity and … More A Message Across Time
Maya was skilled in making everything perfect. Each day unfolded flawlessly under her watchfulness; not even a whisper of wind was allowed to disrupt the serenity of her home. Perfection, she believed, was an art achieved through constant awareness and unwavering alertness. Maya took pride in her meticulous attention to detail in designing and organizing … More The Flaw In The Plan
“I am busy.” The words tumbled out without hesitation. Her life was wrapped in those three words. “I am busy.” It rescued her, from pretending to care about matters that she couldn’t care less about. But the weight of the pretense of being busy burdened her slowly. Unable to pinpoint what exactly kept her occupied, … More Busy! #FictionMonday
Naziya wiped her tears again, though it felt futile as they continued to flood her eyes. She knew that Riya was concerned about her, as her phone kept lighting up every few minutes with Riya’s name, leaving text messages or missed calls on the screen. Naziya didn’t have the strength to pick up the phone, … More Tears And Solace #FictionMonday
“Shake it off, Nithya. It’s nothing. You are entertaining these irrational thoughts in that imaginative mind of yours and getting worried unnecessarily,” Ravi tried to make her understand how unreasonable she was being. But this was not just a thought she could shake off and get on with, as if it was all in her … More Wish Granted!
Riley hesitated by the door, unsure whether to join the group of children playing games and having so much fun. It wasn’t as easy as the grownups made it seem; he couldn’t blend in effortlessly. Feeling like an invisible observer, he longed to be noticed by at least one of the others before mustering the … More Wanna Play? #FictionMonday
Void Thoughts 