My Friendship

Eager birds chirrup biding a goodbye As setting of the sun embarks At the horizon meets the sky and the earth It all seem so serene and stark Walls painted in rattan beize decorated with frames and oil paintings A blue palazzo pant and a red top lies on her bed with a watch, hand bag and big earrings She sits there, just before a window Relentlessly, looking outside And suddenly the rooster clock buzz, frenzy   She realize it has been days since she cried Tears trickle down her cheeks  For she know, another day is about to pass and the fate will guzzle her with woes life sans love and friendship is a dry grass Written for Three Word Wednesday

Photo credits: Author of  My Friendship There are certain temptations  that you seek in every time and everywhere enough to get you along the track no matter how bad you wrote in exams no matter how low you felt after a rejection no matter how pissed off you are after a day's work As soon as that craving is fulfilled  That moment becomes a paradise when the chocolate caramel  melts helplessly in my mouth the sheer pleasure comes out as Yum! Ummm! Yum Written for Daily Prompts for the topic, Pour Some Sugar on Me

55- fiction refers to fictional writings bounded to a maximum of 55 words. The theme for 55-Fiction Friday is Rain . Participate here  

It feels good to think of this universe some times and even better to believe  there is a small world- my home that belong to me and I belong to it Written for A Week for Writing

Motilal was a hawker at Kasturi railway station. He was a hard-working man. It was high time to get his eldest daughter, Anita married. Motilal had no savings so, he robbed. Guilt overtook him with fear. On the day of marriage, police arrested Motilal. He wanted to die there in shame, he yelled. His son-in-law held his hand and assured that he will marry Anita and get him bailed soon and that he still respected him. Motilal was touched, in tears. Dad, “Do not take life too seriously. You will never get out of it alive.” said Raghav. Motilal blessed him. Word count: 100 Written for A Prompt Each Day - Quoted#7 and Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day #21

at the horizon  the sun shines bright to take leap to a full moon night Written for Carpe Diem and Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day #9

You can't hold on to your fear, greed and lies  moment by moment they grandiose  Free yourself. Let them go before they take You away Tears roll down her pink tender cheeks drop by drop her heart ache with tears she want to let go her deep throes of loss For today's prompt I've written a Micro-poetry consisting of five lines each of five words. Shadorma is a Spanish poetic form made up of stanza of six lines with no set rhyme scheme but syllable ( 3/5/3/3/7/5) . Written for A Prompt Each Day - Set The Challenge Sunday #7 Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day #19

My faded jeans and colorful top Torn out pockets and teardrops I stumble at another party to hip-hop So as to unleash myself from what  a failed love has turned me into With loud music, DJ lights, mad rush I want to forget past and flow ahead  as swiftly as a river with pebbles in its way Like time never look back to old things Life is worth staying strong with replete zing This was just an another experience I don't wanna cling   love is a beautiful song that everyone should sing Written for A Prompt Each Day - Midweek Wordle #6 and Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day #8

Life is an up-down journey It has eventful rides  to test your patience and strength Be yourself. Never regret.  Today I want to ease off  all my worries through bubbles Written for A Prompt Each Day - In a Flash #3 and Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day #7

My day to day lessons included Of honesty and kindness, virtues added Goodness in me was embedded by birth But soon the reality was unearth  An ugly face behind tempting mask Bribe, revenge, jealousy. Why? I want to ask Where are those lessons of past? This bitter side of world has left me aghast  Those taught lessons are part of ignorance With injustice on each step I've lost innocence Written for A Prompt Each Day  - Wordplay #6 and Ultimate Blog Challenge  - Day #6

The world full of chaos  and lives running on wheel amidst blind race and evil With lost peace of mind Flute, nowhere to be heard. Written for A Prompt Each Day - Sunday #5 and Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day #5

I fly, fluttering my colorful wings in search of nectar among the beautiful scented flowers. Throughout the day I wander garden to garden. Untiring journey  it seems, before my requisite to venture. Life is given for once and when it is for just a month! I wish to embellish the nature with the beauty it gifted me to please the eyes of men. Written for A Prompt Each Day - Weekend Wordle #5 and Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day #4

Among the dried leaves those memories heave Crisp, conspicuous & crunch autumn leaves, imagination hunch The lone garden and deep tranquil I had found myself blessed with nature's quill I took a pen and a diary the book of my emotions turned into a library  Here, I wrote my life's first song  and realized things weren't that wrong Under the warmth of sun a sigh of relief Converge at my heart's core, fall of a leaf It detaches with the lost spring from a tree A descend so divine that makes it free Written for A Prompt Each Day - Wordplay #5 and Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day#2

With season's first rain The city was overjoyed  Relived of burning sun Sensation was hard to avoid The Church's bell rang And  crowd melted to thank almighty, at the holy hour But the children had pranks Kissing on each other's palm  They rushed towards muddy ground They slipped , rolled and danced  Their laughter was more profound As people rushed out to see Their eyes and mouth dumbstruck Two small kids fighting hard to death Were happily playing in mud-struck  There and then, children taught a lesson No words were shared, no efforts were made A message came in silence, all of them learnt Ego and enmity are not something to keep but to forbade Written for A Prompt Each Day - Midweek Wordle#5 and Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day #1

From my mother's womb  to entering into this sphere  The journey had been exciting my bubble curiosity ruled in the air Love and praises were showered Temptation never seemed a struggle I played, read, ate and slept Life was smooth and nothing to trouble The mighty time changes everything  And so, it didn't spare my life  Simply living it anyway is not enough  A reason must be there, I strife I live... to appreciate beautiful life despite the complexities it offers I live... to fulfill all my dreams that I watch every day and night I live... because I am hopeful that tomorrow will be better I live... to spread happiness as life is too short to be sad I live... to read, write and learn because my knowledge is mine I live... not to change the world but to change myself I live... to give my existence a reason that this world would appreciate Written for A Prompt Each Day

We are destined like this She whispered in his ears To console her younger brother She wiped his ceaseless tears Their daily chores start with washing dishes and ferry bricks Under the sunlight among silent whines There is a dream lying, close to kick There is a strange rhyme he listen  In those green paddy fields None but of his heart  To learn and read How difficult it is  to give up On dreams and forget  ''to wish''  Engraving notes   on the bare land He don't want to see their fate wicked We will read no matter what She said hugging him tight Perhaps, the courage  out of hard times was  a blessing in disguise Written for A Prompt Each Day 

A bunch of sunflowers He bought for her yesterday Bright and beautiful Same as the sun radiance  Of vitality and pristine  He would bring them daily he said with an enduring smile Replace them before these flowers wilt Our love shall shine bright with no regret or guilt Written for A Prompt Each Day

Suryansh, who had been a great scholar of his time, an all rounder and down to earth being live next to my door.  I make good understanding with elders rather with people of my age group. Soon, we were good friends. We use to play, share experiences and debate on various issues that helped me to know the world beyond my books. As I said above, he’s an all rounder but at one point he lacked- How to impress ‘Her’. Sim, please help me …please! Tomorrow is my date with her. We’ll meet after a longtime and would say everything what I feel for her but as always I need your help to make my final execution.  He gave a demo how he’ll be  expressing his intense love for her in limited words.  I corrected his words and style at a few places.  All of sudden, I said something I wanted to say to him just after he told me everything. ‘’72% women think that clean shaven men smell good. They don’t like smelly unhygienic stubble’’   If you’d go like this on ...

Do you want some tea? Deepti asked. She knew I caught her smiling secretly. Yea sure, Deeps. Do not forget my favorite cookies.  When I was sure she has got into the kitchen I walked tip toed to read the notebook she was blushing at. I flipped pages of the notebook quickly. There were some short stories and quotations written which Deepti had showed me previously but there was something new inside. That page, with so many pink color heart doodles and a peacock feather and gosh! it had a note written too.   ''My Prince Charming, my future husband would be...''   I heard the sound of her footsteps and quickly kept the notebook on the desk as she had left. I didn't want to embarrass her that a little secret of her got disclosed just now. I plugged headphone to hide my excitement. ‘’A day without you is like a year without rain’’. Hey Deeps, are you in love? I asked her at once sipping cardamom tea and biting cookies. Love? Yes, I am i...