Three Line Tale #46: The empty classrooms

The empty classrooms and playgrounds were tired of the deafening silence.Gone were the days when little humans graced those buildings with their presence.In a world where online classes were the norm, the school buildings felt abandoned, lonely, and unloved. This post was written in response to the Three Line Tales, Week 292 prompt by Sonya. Thanks …

Three Line Tale #45: A home…

They didn't live in a posh localityThe nearest shop was miles awayBut they had a home, not just a house This post was written in response to the Three Line Tales, Week 281 prompt by Sonya. Thanks to Sonya for hosting this challenge. If you want to participate, please visit the link for instructions and other …

The empty-nester – a tiny tale

The wooden benches in her garden had remained vacant for too long. Sita missed her children and the extremely naughty, noisy bunch of grandchildren. The restrictions prevented her extended family from visiting and transforming her home into a hive of activity. This tiny tale was written in response to the June 23rd #1MinFiction Challenge hosted by …

Three Line Tale #44: Without light…

Even rainbows need light to come alive and be seen Without light, colours lose their identity Even peacocks seem rather ordinary under the veil of darkness! Colours make all the difference in life. And light enables those of us blessed with the gift of sight to appreciate it. The world would be a very dull …

Three Line Tale #43: Are You Happy Now?

Vimal unwrapped the towel that was rolled into a ball and left at the door of his apartment. "Are You Happy Now?" read the towel with an arrow pointing to the other side which read "Open the door; happiness awaits you". Though he was shocked and a little apprehensive, Vimal turned the key in the …

Mr. Cat’s Adventures – a tiny tale

Hey, you! That's right. You, HOOMAN, why are you staring at me like that? I am sitting here, basking in the sun and trying to enjoy a perfectly lazy day. Oh, and in case you were wondering, I had nothing, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to do with that missing gold fish. Between you and me though, I …

Three Line Tale #42: The world is her canvas

She spread joy wherever she went,like she was re-painting the world around her in bright colours,transforming a world that seemed to have forgotten that colours exist! This post was written in response to the Three Line Tales, Week 279 prompt by Sonya. Thanks to Sonya for hosting this challenge. If you want to participate, please visit …

Balcony garden – a tiny tale

When she felt the stress of reality suffocate her, her small balcony garden provided her with much-needed peace and tranquility. (20 words)This post was written in response to the Twenty-Word Tuesday: Week 34 prompt. Thank you, Bulbul for hosting this challenge. The challenge is to weave a tale in exactly 20 words based on the given …

Three Line Tale #41: Happiness is a piece of cake

Anita broke her fortune cookie, took one look at her fortune that proclaimed "Happiness is a piece of cake" and rolled her eyes. Then a brilliant idea flashed into her mind - now that she had been laid off, she could use the time to turn her passion into her job and turn into a …

Chasing sunrises – a tiny tale

Taking a walk along the beach, with his faithful dog Bosco by his side had been one of his favourite pastimes. Together, they would watch as the rays of sunlight chased the darkness and spread throughout. Even after his master's untimely death, Bosco kept their tradition alive. This tiny tale was written in response to …

The unexpected encounter – a short story

The narrow alleyway leading to the wine shop was almost deserted except for a handful of people. With her nose buried deep in a book, Mia didn't notice the bridge or the adjoining steps until she stumbled and fell to her knees. To her pleasant surprise, she found herself being assisted by a tall, handsome …

The runaway duckling – a tiny tale

Mama Duck was not having a good day or even a good week for that matter. Only a week ago, she had been ecstatic because her eggs were finally hatching!While she attended to her hungry newborns, her attention was momentarily diverted when the last egg hatched. And the last duckling imprinted on Mama Hen instead …

Destiny – a tiny tale

Grew up listening to grandma's stories. Little did she imagine that one day she would be a best-selling author herself. (20 words)This post was written in response to the Twenty-Word Tuesday: Week 33 prompt. Thank you, Bulbul for hosting this challenge. The challenge is to weave a tale in exactly 20 words based on the given …

Escape from reality – a tiny tale

She always turned to her storybooks to escape her own harsh reality. Life seemed much better in the fictional world. (20 words)This post was written in response to the Twenty-Word Tuesday: Week 33 prompt. Thank you, Bulbul for hosting this challenge. The challenge is to weave a tale in exactly 20 words based on the given …

Three Line Tale #40: The Graduation

Ever since she was a little girl, Emma had always dreamed of being valedictorian. She had her heart set on delivering a kickass speech that would make the audience erupt in applause and cheering.But as she looked at the giant framed version of her brother's graduation picture, she realized that her own virtual graduation would …

Three Line Tale #39: Dark and gloomy

She stared at the lone crow perched on the leafless branch even as tears flowed freely from her eyes. Her life suddenly seemed as dark and gloomy as the night. In one fell swoop, the accident had stolen the reason behind all her happiness and smiles. This post was written in response to the Three …

tiny tale #90: Self-love

It took her a while, but ultimately she realized that the only person she could always count on was herself. (20 words)This post was written in response to the Twenty-Word Tuesday: Week 14 prompt. Thank you, Bulbul for hosting this challenge. The challenge is to weave a tale in exactly 20 words based on the given …

tiny tale #89: The bittersweet victory…

The war was over. They had won.But the victory was bittersweet.While the country gained many martyrs,they lost their children.

Three Line Tale #38: A whole new world

It was a whole new world.As Myna looked around at the maskless faces, the corners of her mouth turned up in a smile.The corona age was finally over and for the first time in a long while, nobody cared about masks and social distancing! This post was written in response to the Three Line Tales, …

tiny tale #88: Grey Matter

She had inherited none of her parents' grey matter. But misfortune, poverty, experiences, and circumstances made for some great teachers. (20 words) I am really tired today. It's been a really hectic week. And I am feeling very sleepy! I will be back tomorrow with all the 6WSP roundup posts that I had missed.This post …

Three Line Tale #37: Overcompensating…

Aditi sighed as she stared at the huge bundle of toys that fell out from the cupboard as soon as she opened it.There were enough toys to fill a toystore, and then some, courtesy of family and friends, but sadly she couldn't just convince them that smothering her little son with toys wasn't going to …

Three Line Tale #36: The unexpected intruder

She knew that there was a high possibility that she had been captured on any one of the numerous surveillance cameras that were planted inconspicuously, but she had stolen all the data that her people needed. But she didn't have much to fear since there was nothing incriminating - her identity was well concealed. The …

Three Line Tale #35: (Not) At first sight!

Darsh hesitantly followed Amala, his fiancee as she led him to the "special place" that she had selected as a venue for their wedding.Amala looked at him expectantly as she waited for him to say something… anything.As he looked at her, he realized that the garden in the middle of nowhere had a certain charm …

Three Line Tale #34: Fooling around

To a complete stranger, he seemed like an obsessive megalomaniac whose net worth ran into millions.But to his family, he was kind, affectionate, and caring in the many roles that he pulled off effortlessly - son, brother, brother-in-law, husband, son-in-law, father, uncle, and much more.But occasionally, he dressed up in the ridiculous costume that he …

short story #35: The Last Time

He still remembered the last time he held her in one of his bear hugs. He could still feel the warm kiss she gave on his forehead. He had closed his eyes and savoured the moment even as he tucked a wayward strand of her hair behind her ear. If only he had known at …