THAT ‘ONE BLINKING STAR’!

“What do you see in this wallpaper?”“Nothing Dr.Paul.”- the man replied.“It’s okay. Do you wanna know what I see?”- doctor lifted an eyebrow.“Yes.”-“I can see a blue sky with tiny yellow stars.”- Doctor smiled at him.“Are they blinking, doctor?”- Curiosity aroused in the man’s eyes.“Not every stars, just one. Why would every stars blink atContinue reading “THAT ‘ONE BLINKING STAR’!”

AN INCOMPLETE GOODBYE ( Continuation – 3 )

The coldness of the breeze increased as they travelled forward. Bella wiped the foggy mist on the window with her hand. The path became more silent and green as they moved forward.“Why didn’t Ms. Ann join us?”- Jesicca broked the silence.“She don’t think this was a good idea.”-replied Bella.“I won’t support that. But you can’tContinue reading “AN INCOMPLETE GOODBYE ( Continuation – 3 )”

RE-POST : WHO ARE YOU ?

Life is an enigmatic insoluble puzzle. We are living each moment thinking of how to solve it. Each time, we try hard, we ends up in finding the missing tabs and blanks. Then, what’s next? Obviously, giving a try in finding the missing piece. In between the search, we may find a lot of scraps,Continue reading “RE-POST : WHO ARE YOU ?”

WE WON’T MEET AGAIN !

Situation 2 The doorbell rings and your character answers it – finding nothing but an envelope with nothing on it. They open it and follow the instructions. After spending a week with her parents, Catherine was packing everyone’s stuffs to travel back. Suddenly, she heard the door bell ringing. Her mom was feeding her bedriddenContinue reading “WE WON’T MEET AGAIN !”

GONE, BUT STILL REMAINS

Cold old days of winter,I remember the golden days that-I spent with my twin sister.We made snow mans and snow balls,And walked through every path hand in hand.I stayed always by her side,And she was always my shade and shadow. Now it’s summer.Apart from the snow,Everything remains the same.We cross the streets hand in hand.ButContinue reading “GONE, BUT STILL REMAINS”

IT’S NOT MINE, IT’S OURS!

“I had a brother who was just an year older than me. One day, when I was 4, I cried aloud and my grandma who was preparing sweets for us rushed towards me and carried me to the veranda.” A small village.“What happen sweetheart?”-Grandma asked her affectionately.“Brother isn’t sharing anything with me. He told meContinue reading “IT’S NOT MINE, IT’S OURS!”

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