Somewhere a mother cries herself to sleep every night, clutching her daughter’s picture to her aching heart. She knows her little girl is never coming back to hug her and tell her, ” Mummy, I love you”, and this thought…
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Empty Platform
Alone, She stands on the platform Watching trains go by A traveler she is not Just someone who is lost Had alighted here long ago Suffered a blow to the heart And left behind to wonder Did she…
‘Another Time’ in ‘Social Potpourri – An Anthology’
‘Another Time’, is the title of my short story and poem published in this anthology in December 2012. This is such a precious book! My first short story and poem were published in this book ‘Social Potpourri – An Anthology’…
Just because…
Blogging A to Z challenge- J Just before I close my eyes, I see you smiling down at me. The touch of your hand on my hair, is like a feather light kiss on my soul. Just…
Daddy, I Love You.
Dearest dad, I don’t miss you because you live in my heart. I have also forgiven myself for not being at the hospital because I know you would have forgiven me too. You believed in seeing the good in people…
Calendar on the wall
Calendar on the wall. Sia glanced at the calendar hanging crookedly on the wall. The rusty nail almost falling out of the crudely drilled hole in the wall of her study. It reminded her of her life and her…
A writer writes…
All I have ever wanted to do in life is to write…words spill out of my mind onto the paper of their own accord. I don’t seem to have any control over them or my fingers holding the pen, scribbling…
Betrayed – A short story.
Betrayed… Have I ever listened to my head? It has always been my stupid, crazy heart I have favored every time. So how could this be any different? I have never exercised my logical faculties whenever he has been…
My Sacred Space
Memories of people I love, places I was happy in and things I collected then, are all part of the special place I retreat into everyday to rejuvenate and replenish my soul. The songs we sang as…
Tortured Soul
Your long awaited call, took my breath away. I forgot all the things, that I had wanted to say. I listened to you speak but, heard only my heart beat. Your voice touched the, part of my soul which…
Mayan apocalypse? We are alive…
We survived… The world was coming to an end on 21-12-2012 and there were parties being organized to celebrate the last day on earth. Some far-sighted ones were gearing up for this by buying surviving gear and supplies. The practical…
Soaked in memories…
Soak no more! I am a painter’s delight. I am covered in a kaleidoscope of colors, each more vibrant than the other. Each brush stroke has given me a new identity and meaning, every splash of color has transformed…