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Faded
Prompt : I stood at the airport, watching them walk away, not knowing when or if I’d see them again. Use the above line in your story. *** “Kindly return to your assigned seats at the airport. A solar flare is expected in the next hour. All flights will...
A Summer Retreat
What better place to escape the scorching summer heat than the mountains? So that’s where we went on a six-day trip; technically, four, if you exclude the first and last day, which were spent entirely traveling. Gangtok and Pelling in Sikkim, as well as Darjeeling in...
A Holiday to the Pearl of the Orient
A small state filled with beaches, resorts, Portuguese colonial architecture, and scenic views, that can be comfortably covered within three days—Goa seemed to be the perfect little getaway in the middle of March. Day1 After landing at the busy little...
Into a Book
Theme : Picture Prompt Flipping through the pages of a book in oblivion I drown, In a world of fiction hands of the clock slowdown, How I travel to places distant, Hatch an escapade by becoming a reader ardent. With a child like mind I traverse paths uncharted,...
My Notebook
A notebook is something I always carry, ‘Cause I call myself a writer you see, When thoughts knock during times unexpected, I don't trust my memory, I jot them down instead. Words, phrases, characters, settings, And sometimes even random musings, The...
Red is the color of our blood
The tall chinar trees stand still in solemn silence, As the leaves tremble in the aftermath of resounding gunshots, The distant snow capped mountains mourn in a foetal hush, Lackluster seem the pristine meadows lush, The azure sky is now tinged in streaks of...