See…it is neither simple,nor complex. Neither polished,nor raw. Just purely—human. It takes one vital ingredient.You. Not the world’s noise.Not the weight of who hurt you.Not the maps of how you were treated.Not the logs of how you coped. But—the way your heartstill softens. Kindness…isn’t a reaction. It’s a choice.A pulse your radar catches—even when the … More It Begins With You
Welcome to the two hundred and fifty-seventh edition of Fiction Monday. “Judge a man by his questions rather than his answers.” – Voltaire Stories From Last Week Slow Down by SarahMa, I Wish You Had Lived For Yourself by BalakaNot In A Hurry by Vinitha Fiction Monday Word Prompt – RADAR The idea is simple―to write. On Mondays, I will … More Fiction Monday – 257
Welcome to the two hundred and fifty-sixth edition of Fiction Monday. “Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart.” — Winnie the Pooh Stories From Last Week Tune In To June by BalakaShe Scribbled, I Craved For… by MadhaviWhen Being You Feels Hard by Vinitha Fiction Monday Word Prompt – HURRY The idea is simple―to … More Fiction Monday – 256
“Once we accept our limits, we go beyond them.” – Albert Einstein … More Fiction Monday – 255
Sometimes, they’re just scribbles.Sometimes, they show the fragile mess of a restless mind.Sometimes, they’re just thoughts that happen to land on a piece of paper.Sometimes, they try to tell a story.Sometimes, they hold fears I’d rather not say out loud.And always, it starts with a random scribble—some messy lines that somehowcalm the noise in my … More Scribbles
Welcome to the two hundred and fifty-fourth edition of Fiction Monday. “Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened.” – Dr. Seuss Stories From Last Week The Dancer by Sarah Let it be by Vinitha Fiction Monday Word Prompt – SCRIBBLE The idea is simple―to write. On Mondays, I will post a word prompt here. You have one … More Fiction Monday – 254
Let it be. Simple, isn’t it? But experience says that’s one of the hardest things to do. Even a simple act like writing a daily gratitude journal will flourish only if we master the art of letting it be—letting the words and gratitude gleam and bubble up naturally. You know what tampers with letting it … More Let It Be
Oftentimes, I feel like a brick,When I try to rhyme, I get stuck.In finding words that gently nudge,To keep me going, I feel the urge. Writing perfect poetry—Now that’s a real mystery.But I can’t give up, not yet,For verses lift me when I’m upset. When I dare to let thoughts flow,Through woven words that softly … More Rhyme Time
Welcome to the two hundred and fifty-second edition of Fiction Monday. “God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.” – Reinhold Niebuhr Stories From Last Week Dead battery by SarahMonkey Brain is Monkeying by BalakaA special fuel by SuzanaThe … More Fiction Monday – 252
but there isn’t any.some days lack the fuel—to move, to make, to feel.no motivation to go on,no inspiration to create,no energy to smile,not even enough to cry. some days offer nothing.and on those days,I remind myself—it’s not the will that’s gone,but the strength to seethat will still waits,beneath the weight of it all. the will … More The Flicker Within
Void Thoughts 