Ed and Jane had put all their life savings in erecting their two storey home. When typhoon Katrina lashed their city, their warm, cosy hearth was reduced to a dilapidated structure. The kids refused to live their anymore. They said it reminded them of that fateful day. But there was more to it than meets the eye. The occasional sightings under their bed. Their door creaking open at 3 A.M. They had endured it silently, knowing their overtly pragmatic parents…
“When the going gets tough, the tough get going.” – Joseph P. Kennedy (1888-1969) These beautiful lines by Joseph P. Kennedy, Father of U.S. President John F.Kennedy, has been my mantra for life, for the longest I can even remember. Probably way back when I was in school. This quote speaks volumes, in such less words. Life will keep challenging us every iota of a second, but we have to keep enduring and remaining strong, irrespective. Sometimes the curve balls…
My #MondayMusings is late by a few days, but I’m traveling and I’m trying my best to be as “nurturing” as can be. After all that’s the Word of the Year #WOTY for me. The amazing, Corinne of Write Tribe suggested we all have a Word of the Year, and I thought it was a brilliant idea. I was unable to participate in the prompt on time, but then since I want to have a word to follow through in 2018, it…
“Hey Philipe! Guess what, the Art Fair is on this Sunday.” “Date?” says Matt, rather mysteriously over the phone. It has been over a fortnight since they last spoke. Their squabbles had become way too frequent, so they were taking time away.
We took a pre-Christmas break, lazing at the dreamy Olaulim Backyards, in Goa. Olaulim Backyards is a quaint homestay, run by the warm, gracious couple; Savio and Pirkko. Savio is Goan while Pirkko originally hails from Finland. Though she has lived in Goa now for many decades. They live in the Backyards with their two lovely children, Manuel and Shameena and four adorable dogs, two stunning cats, a rescued, human donkey, Mantra and a very intelligent goat, Lilly.
Long Post Alert! But then how does one sum up a year in 100 words, without giving gratitude! 😉 It’s that time of the year when many of us bloggers/writers write a reflective post on the year gone by. A year that left imprints in our hearts: some good, some not so good. But we chose to take forward the lessons and learning from both, don’t we? I’m bidding 2017 adieu with deep gratitude in my heart. We all know…
“I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas,” Vivian hummed, as the barren tree outside the living room window stared back at her. The icicles lent it a certain character, though.
My Thoughts on Seeing This Prompt: Yikes! I’m not going to write this one. It looks dark, gloomy and will not elude a great story. But then I haven’t written for my favourite Friday Fictioneers for the past two weeks. I was away traveling, and when I returned I got swamped by life’s little follies. I’m back this week armed with lots of cheer and sunshine on my shoulder. So let me give this a shot. Let’s see how it…
It’s a rare, sunny morning in Chicago. That special kind of morning when the sun streams right on to your shoulders, and your spirits are simply soaring. “What a memorable work trip,” thinks Sonia smugly. “I’ll grab a bite and then binge shop at Bloomingdales.” She turns around to eye the building. A gorgeous hunk stumbles into her, knocking some coffee on her brand new dress. Sonia gapes at his steel, blue eyes; mesmerised, not one bit upset….
“Sometimes When We Touch” You ask me if I love you And I choke on my reply I’d rather hurt you honestly Than mislead you with a lie And who am I to judge you On what you say or do? I’m only just beginning to see the real you And sometimes when we touch The honesty’s too much And I have to close my eyes and hide I wanna hold you till I die Till we both break down…