Fiction
Every once in a while…
Every once in a while, I imagine there is no one to talk to. The only sound I can hear is the pitter patter of the rains. And then there is that little man down the road who is not asking for any report or mails but only trying to observe you like a distant past....
Fruits of labour-haiku
fruits of labour, they connected leaves of time. blurring sordid life. This wonderful picture has been clicked by the very famous Pheno Menon whose picture and haiku posts have enthralled many! The haiku has been written on the prompt for the...
Color My World
This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 42; the forty-second edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. The theme for the month is "COLOR"...
Love and Mystery- 55 fiction!
Sixty words! Yes exactly sixty words. When Mrs Young returned our first precis writing test copies, the results were very interesting. Only ten percent had achieved the passing marks and that too they had received exactly a four out of ten. Rest of us had flunked the...
Author speaks
The End As practice I am copying the last line of the previous post of the story, which in this case was "The End". And how befitting it seems now. Today 31st July is actually the end of the month long blogging challenge called Ultimate Blogging Challenge. Many things...