I wrote this story a few months back for a writing contest but didn’t submit it 🙂 I wanted it on my website, so here’s my last short story for the year 2017 🙂 TORMENTED SOULS ‘Pratha slumped in…
Tag: fantasy
Yesterday #AtoZChallenge
Blogging From A to Z Challenge (April 2016) The theme I’ve chosen for this year’s blogging challenge is ‘Travel’, and in keeping with my theme I have taken you along on my fun trips to various places to date. Some…
It does feel like home, doesn’t it?
100 Words on Saturday from Write Tribe Today’s prompt is – It does feel like home, doesn’t it? Photo Source They froze on hearing angry raised voices. “It does feel like home, doesn’t it?”, asked Rachel, and Mike nodded his…
Free-Writing And The Writer
Free Writing People, who love lightly and forget easily, move on without regrets and continue living uncomplicated and uneventful lives. There are no explosions of colors in their days, just a constant monochromatic grey of indifference for and from the…
Apparition
Apparition Sleep eluded him for a reason. incessant guilt-ridden feelings, wouldn’t let him forget her face. Unblinkingly, He stared into space. Her reflection appeared on the wall, accusing eyes boring into him. Incapable of coherent thought, he sat, could…
Bloodied Chain – Wednesday Prompt
Wednesday Prompt – Wednesday Prompt 2014 #13 Dangling on the chain was…… …a pair of dog tags with the name Samay Dutt inscribed on it, along with his date of birth, blood group, and regiment name. He had fought bravely…
Hand – A Story
Blogging from A to Z April Challenge The alphabet of the day today is H Hand in hand they walked around on the small lawn on campus, bunking the boring economics lecture by Mr. Raman. Every time they reached the…
He Was Far Too Late
Today’s prompt: S/He was too late We can share our thoughts, a story, or a poem using the prompt in our post. While the sleeping beauty lay prostrate, the prince was in no hurry to be nice He sampled every…
True Beauty of Love
The NaPoWriMo challenge is to write a poem a day for the month of April. Time’s cruel hands have scarred her, damaged her beyond recognition. She is a shadow of what she used to be. Beaten, bruised, battered she,…