Forget about happy endings. Happiness shouldn’t end. Create a mosaic of moments, Sad, happy, happy, sad. Lend me some of those, The thoughts you push back Every… Read more “Guardian Angel”
Duzan Domestica, however, had been too long in this line of business to miss why this green-skinned, strange looking girl was there in his clinic. Despite her emotionless face and heavy makeup, her smile lines were more than visible. Fanning out at the corner of her lines were several small wrinkles resembling a cat’s whiskers or a crow’s feet. Then there were the horrible concaves bracketing her thick lips, almost conquering her nasolabial region. Duzan focused hard on her left cheek but was not sure what to make of it. He reflected for a while. Then, “Smile,” he sighed and issued the one command that only he could give without risking his life.
All alone in a bathtub, With no water calming my nerves. Naked, I am lying curled up. Foetal style, ready to return. Pure and intact To my… Read more “Free will, Shcmee will!”
What do you say to it?
Giving up on each other,
once and for all!
Here is another entry from our #WringoInk. project. Image Source Monday: She was reading something. We were in a library surrounded by books. I was glad she… Read more “Blown Out of Proportion — Wringo Ink.”
Until I had not read Sylvia Plath’s work, I had no idea that poetic thoughts could be realistic too. I had first met her in the year… Read more “The Miracle of Literature — A Painful Plath”
Zoobia Shahid was among the brightest students in her class. The 14-year-old had only recently learned that world was elliptical. Copernicus and Galileo had faced quite a handful of troubles before the perfectionists finally came to terms with the fact that their beloved earth was not a perfect circle. She didn’t know what kind of sacrifice she would have to make for her parents to appreciate her truly.
The other day he was telling me that I could count on him. What a liar! I have seen death. I know you can’t rely on… Read more “As the Pink turned White”
His father had forced him to become an engineer. At least that was how he liked to tell the tale. That earned him different responses from people.… Read more “Dream! What Dream?”
Today I heard it, After such a long time; The sound of happiness! It was a scream of joy unchecked, Escaped from a young girl, Who was… Read more “Is this the voice of happiness ?”