Secrets, revealed Trust, broken Betrayal hurts. Betrayals always hurt. The closer the bond you share with the betrayer, the deeper the cut. Betrayals are almost always unexpected. The ones we suffer at the hands of our loved ones hurt the most. This post was written in response to Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Tuesday, August 10, … Continue reading six word story #115
Once upon a time, I was real. Yes, dragons were real. As real as the air you breathe in. My entire species were trusted companions of humans. We were their winged transporters, helping them soar to greater heights. But humankind grew greedy and in their greed, they saw the world through a different eye. They … Continue reading Hunted down – a tiny-tale
You can try to pull me down hurt me with harsh words break my spirit set up obstacles in my way and knock me down but I will never give up! I bear the scars from all the fights and I wear them proudly they might make me flawed but to me, they are reminders … Continue reading Scars
I know you are hurting Struggling to deal with the grief It hurts my soul to see you desolate You may think That you are all alone now Now that I am no more Nothing but a departed soul I may be gone But I am unforgotten I will always live in your heart And … Continue reading Let go…
Love blossomed. Fate had other plans. This post was written in response to my own Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (6WSP) #75: Love. Click on the link to read entries from my fellow bloggers. Sometimes when life seems to be perfect, fate intervenes and turns your life upside down. Fate can be too cruel at … Continue reading six word story #104
Happiness beckoned. Fear held her back.
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 … Continue reading Three Line Tale #39: Dark and gloomy
Unfortunately, painkillers did not cure heartbreaks.
Lost his balance, then his life.
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 … Continue reading Three Line Tale #37: Overcompensating…
It was well past midnight. The streets were dimly lit by the overhead lamps. The roads were empty and the shops had all closed for the day. The otherwise busy intersection was now deserted. Even the traffic signals had retired after a busy day's work and were flashing amber. This was the very traffic signal … Continue reading short story #27: Crossroads
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
Grief is a powerful feeling They say it has seven stages I don't know about that But I strongly believe That grief is like the waves, In a turbulent sea. It comes and goes But it sustains, In a never-ending manner. It grips your heart, Forces you to have Ups and downs Over and over … Continue reading Grief
She wished she could go home. This post was written in response to my own Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (6WSP) #45: Home. Click on the link to read entries from my fellow bloggers. This was a really good prompt, if I may say so myself. I've the feeling that this won't be my only … Continue reading six word story #72
Their house wasn't a happy home. This post was written in response to my own Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (6WSP) #45: Home. Click on the link to read entries from my fellow bloggers. This was a really good prompt, if I may say so myself. I've the feeling that this won't be my only … Continue reading six word story #71
Without her, "home" no longer existed. This post was written in response to my own Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (6WSP) #45: Home. Click on the link to read entries from my fellow bloggers. This was a really good prompt, if I may say so myself. I've the feeling that this won't be my only … Continue reading six word story #68
The walls of their little one-bedroom cottage were covered with tiny drawings. Each of those drawings was a multi-colored, intricate pattern, painstakingly drawn by Jamie. She loved to paint. One of her most favorite things to do was strike funny poses against the backdrop of her painting masterpieces. Dave was recollecting fond memories of his … Continue reading short story #23: A blast from the past!
The heat of the afternoon sun was unbearable. Ammu didn't know how long she had been walking for. Food was scarce and she was extremely hungry. Ammu hadn't eaten in days. Hunger and desperation were clawing her from inside out. She was alone, separated from her family, and lost. The thick forest cover was slowly … Continue reading short story #17: In search of food…
Tucked away in a quiet corner of the world was the peaceful country of Alsea. It was famous for its picturesque beauty, with its lush green meadows, rolling hills, forests of cherry blossoms and sparkling clear waters. Alsea was also home to Aureus - the steep, horridly black cliff that was extremely famous thanks to … Continue reading short story #16: The legend of the gold fairies
Acid tongues lashed Unleashing a torrential downpour Of words that spewed out Burning red-hot Tearing through The tender walls Of their listeners' hearts Like a giant active volcano, The hurtful words Flowed like molten lava Fiercely churning Scathingly hot Burning everything That stood in their path Leaving nothing but Charred, broken remains In its wake … Continue reading Ripped to shreds 💔
Crashed the car. Her dreams too. I hope that you are safe, wherever you are. Stay safe. Take care. This post was written in response to my own Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (6WSP) #37: Dreams. Click on the link to read entries from my fellow bloggers. Do keep checking this space every Saturday at … Continue reading six word story #60
The colour of the sweater that I was wearing, My hair that never failed to frustrate me, The cup of coffee that I last had, The night sky and the alleyway I was walking along, All five had one thing in common, something I was extremely fond of... I stopped loving it when blackness clouded … Continue reading Gone into reverse
Alerted by the sound of approaching feet, whatever remained of the flock exchanged panic-stricken looks. The humans were back. Again! The drug trials were claiming more lives than ever. Each time, they were assured that the formula was finally perfected. But the trials never stopped. (280 characters) This post was written in response to the … Continue reading tiny tale #47: Be cruel to be kind…
On their first wedding anniversary, they got a beautiful, silver photo frame. Years later, he still can't bring himself to get rid of it.. the only physical reminder of her. The flowers beside it never wilted, unlike his marriage The frame remained empty, much like his broken heart. (280 characters) This post was written in response … Continue reading tiny tale #46: Void…
verisimilitude (noun): the quality of seeming true or of having the appearance of reality. The funny thing about life is that things are never quite what they appear to be. Humans are the most intelligent and resourceful creatures in this planet. It's no wonder that they are also extremely skilfull when it comes to covering … Continue reading short story #5: Verisimilitude