Three Line Tale #28: A field of purple

The flowers bloomed, covering the vast field in a brilliant purple hue.The flowers did not care whether the humans were around to admire them.Unlike humans, Nature did not worry about Instagram and the number of likes that a captured moment would garner! This post was written in response to the Three Line Tales, Week 235 prompt … Continue reading Three Line Tale #28: A field of purple

Three Line Tale #27: The show must go on

The world was collapsing under the weight of a virus attack. There was no cure in sight, no vaccine either. And many felt just like the musicians who kept playing while the Titanic was sinking. This post was written in response to the Three Line Tales, Week 234 prompt by Sonya. Thanks to Sonya for hosting … Continue reading Three Line Tale #27: The show must go on

Three Line Tale #26: The Wall of Memories

Fond memories flooded his mind as he stood staring at the walls that were heavily covered by sketches, doodles, and scribbling. He was just a newborn when the orphanage had found him - one among the many who had been deserted by their parents at birth. Today, he was a famous footballer, but he never … Continue reading Three Line Tale #26: The Wall of Memories

Three Line Tale #25: Bubble Bath Day

Uh oh, it's the bubble bath day, and here comes the giant human to pick me up. Although my siblings love the bubble bath, I absolutely detest it. So here I am, floating in the foamy water, with a sad face trying my best to stay away from the little humans! This post was written … Continue reading Three Line Tale #25: Bubble Bath Day

Three Line Tale #24: Crossing the bridge

An ear-splitting crash and a sense of being thrown were all that she experienced in her last moments. When she regained consciousness, she was on a wooden bridge, with a bicycle in her hand, walking towards a city full of skyscrapers whose silhouettes were a bright contrast against the setting glow of the sun. She … Continue reading Three Line Tale #24: Crossing the bridge