My words are a piece of legacy I'll leave behind. The goal isn’t to live forever, but to create something that will. This blog is a part of self-discovery & a symbol of my passion for writing. This is my space - beyond the judgement of others. Here, I dabble mostly in romance, poetry, haiku, shayari, book reviews, social issues that bother me and topics that add value to life with a dash of personal insights about life - an entertaining fiction itself! Happy reading :)
Saturday, 18 January 2014
The Lonely Shoe
Could you
ever solve the mystery of an abandoned shoe on the road? Why is it that every
so often as you're driving along there's just one shoe lying on the road?
There's never the other shoe in the pair, just that one shoe! Does someone
throw their shoe out the window in disgust? Do kids throw their parents' shoe
out? Do they sprout from seeds sewn by bird droppings in the pavement? Or a
shoe left due to an accident, kidnap? What?!
I've
seen a lonely shoe on a dusty road quite often. I wonder why it’s there?
*************
One
sad shoe that someone has probably flung out of a car or truck,
I
wonder, why only one?
Something I have forgotten to remember,
That there are always mysteries in life.
Something I have forgotten to remember,
That there are always mysteries in life.
Shoes
no longer go in pairs,
But why did the owner keep the other to himself?
But why did the owner keep the other to himself?
I
wonder!
Was he
afraid (as I so often am with inanimate objects) to hurt its feelings?
That one shoe on the road, invokes my awe and my sad pity.
That one shoe on the road, invokes my awe and my sad pity.
This
post was based on the picture prompt (above) provided for Write Tribe’s
Wednesday Prompt. http://writetribe.com/wednesday-prompt-2014-3/
Friday, 17 January 2014
Little Did She Know ~ 55 Words
‘I
believe anyone who is unbelievably good is unreal. Good guys are real guys, with
all their follies, who forget to wish you on special days, but are always there
to pick up the broken pieces when you most need them, like you Sahil.’ Alia said.
Little did she know, her best friend loved her to madness!
Little did she know, her best friend loved her to madness!
This post is for Write Tribe prompt – 55 fiction – ‘Little did she know.’
For
more details: http://writetribe.com/55-friday-2014-1/
Also,
day 17 at Ultimate
Blogging Challenge.
Thursday, 16 January 2014
A Woman Of Strength
Infinite questions
come to my mind…
Which answer is reliable?
I look at you, I observe you carefully; my soul and mind join together to answer me in some way…
In you, I see a tender, sweet yet a fearless and a passionate woman, branded by the fire of the harshness of life!
Forming a shield, an impenetrable castle, but I know that behind all of this, there is an unimaginable woman, who is hell-bent fearless!
Which answer is reliable?
I look at you, I observe you carefully; my soul and mind join together to answer me in some way…
In you, I see a tender, sweet yet a fearless and a passionate woman, branded by the fire of the harshness of life!
Forming a shield, an impenetrable castle, but I know that behind all of this, there is an unimaginable woman, who is hell-bent fearless!
Also, day 16 at Ultimate Blogging Challenge.
P.S: This post is also for http://lilliemcferrin.com/five-sentence-fiction-fearless/
Haiku #5 ~ 'Happily Ever After'
After "Once upon a
time",
Comes your chance to make..
"Happily ever after!"
Also,
day 15 at Ultimate
Blogging Challenge.
Tuesday, 14 January 2014
Strangers In The Night - 100 Words
Being jobless, Mayank didn’t want to marry this soon, but he
couldn’t convince his ‘what-will-the-society-think’ mom! Dejected, he walked
the streets until the sun went down and the night seeped out.
He saw a beautiful girl in pink chudidaar approaching him. He
stared in wonder, ‘How can anyone be so beautiful?’ Her beauty bowled him over!
‘Hi, may I know from where do we get a cab for Tardeo? I am
new in Mumbai,’ she asked innocently.
‘Ah, well what a coincidence! I am going to Tardeo too. We
can manage a single cab. It’s already too late.’
**************
5 years later.
Shivani asked Mayank if he remembered how they first met. ‘Ofcourse!
Your deep black eyes and your smile gave me a new hope. My first thought
was I must have her,’ he said, taking hold of her hand.
‘Who’d have thought that the stunning lady I shared my cab with,
was the one my mom had already arranged for me?!’ he winked!
‘It turned out so right, strangers in the night, two lonely people who just exchanged
glances then, share love today! The STRANGER whom I can't forget - lives with me today!’ she said.
P.S: This post is for IndiSpire. (Edition 53) #TheStranger
This post has been written for Write Tribe's 100 Words on Saturday 2014 #2 . The prompt was 'Strangers in the night.' Details here: http://wp.me/p3yGYl-2oc
This post has been written for Write Tribe's 100 Words on Saturday 2014 #2 . The prompt was 'Strangers in the night.' Details here: http://wp.me/p3yGYl-2oc
Also, day 14 at Ultimate Blogging Challenge.
Monday, 13 January 2014
Need of the hour: Freedom of Love
Not all
love stories have a perfect ending. Many stay unrequited. And a few extremely
unfortunate ones are forced into tragic ending- maybe in the guise of family
honor.
Unfortunately, beyond all laws exists a far superior law, the "social" law- which dictates
people's lives.
Falling
in love and the choice of your soul mate comes with a 'terms and conditions'
rule book governed by 'self appointed
custodians'.
The
decision is forced upon you and when you rebel, you bring down the wrath of the
entire clan.
In some
castes, you cannot marry someone
from another caste! Then, this doesn't end here. While in other sub-castes, you
cannot marry someone within that very sub caste.
Leave
alone religion then, it becomes a very big difference! We are made to pay for a
sin we never committed. We do not have a choice over choosing a religion.
Even
today, in most Indian families you can't cross the line of religion, ethnicity
and social status to establish a relationship that will be acceptable in the
society.
We live
in such a love suppressed society. Some take a stand and revolt, some run away
to start life afresh, some tragically sacrifice their lives.
If
everyone is thinking alike, then somebody isn't thinking! It is high time our
society allows its people the freedom of love, instead of forcing decisions.
It is
okay to love someone. Moreover, it's
completely okay to love someone who doesn't belong to your caste/religion!
There is no honor in killing love, but there is honor in accepting love.
This is
a mindset problem, an outdated perception of the old India. We need to get over
this, so that we can hear more of ‘perfect
happy endings’!
Also, my Day 13 at Ultimate Blogging Challenge!
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