The Smoky Dance

Photo by Paul Theodor Oja on Pexels.com "They're just a bunch of over-smart wannabe activists and bored, directionless delinquents seeking attention," Inspector Sharma instructed the police personnels tasked to monitor the crowd gathered at the Lydon Stadium. "If you see any unruly behaviour, just shout a warning and use your lathi to knock some sense into... Continue Reading →

Mel’s Forest Adventure- #WDYS

Image credit- Lewis Roberts- Unsplash They were in a forest. Like literally in a forest. Could you believe it? I mean who wants to go camping in a forest for their holidays? Her family, that's who. "It's safe here, honey" her dad had reassured her while they were unloading their bags from the rented van.... Continue Reading →

He Found At Last

Boden came from a family of distinguished cat-mosaps, with some unique and beautiful cat traits that manifested in each generation. Now, there were not many experimented subjects left in the world, after The Great War. So, these ani-mosaps were regarded with respect for enduring the 'mad-phase-of-experiments'. But Boden could care less about this. Now teenagers,... Continue Reading →

Their Tale

There was a tale. A tale of war, loss, love and hope. A tale of times past and present. A tale set in a place nowhere and everywhere. The tale of Tanya and Arim. They were the firmest of friends, running around the town on imaginary quests, despite repeated scoldings. Up the blue stone steps... Continue Reading →

Of Arts and Minds

Finally the kids were settled in the living room, sitting on the rug with their paints and pads. Who knew that babysitting four kids could be so taxing? If not for the pocket-money she needed to buy a new phone.. Speaking of phones, Angie took out mobile as she sprawled on the sofa, intending to... Continue Reading →

A Mousy Bond- #WDYS

Image credit- Pixabay- S Hermann and F Richter "Not the green box, the black can please!" came a displeased squeak, as Kashish placed a box of cashew nuts in the food trolley. "But the it's a mega box, Stuart. It'll have more nuts than the can," the 13-year-old hissed back, even as she replaced the... Continue Reading →

The Glistening Waters-#writephoto

Alistair felt her sit next to him on the boulder, feet in the sand as they watched the sun glisten upon the waves, like a thousand diamonds scattered upon the surface of the sea. A dreamy scene, on a warm autumn evening. "You should've spent this time together," she whispered. Even without turning around, he... Continue Reading →

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