A Poem Nothing is certain, in this uncertain world. The number of counts of one's breath, The number of flaps from a bird's wings. One thing is certain, many do say, As whatever takes birth has to meet death someday, but, even one's day of death is uncertain too.
Strangers
Strangers 55 Fiction He ran towards the shady tree in the heavy downpour and saw her standing there. ‘Do you believe in love at first sight?’ ‘My mother warned me not to speak to strangers!’ The eight year old girl replied. ‘Friends are born out of strangers, isn’t it?’ The boy of ten asked her …
Bad Day
Bad Day 55 Fiction Anushree woke up late as the alarm failed to ring and missed her regular bus. So, she took an auto and rushed to her office. While walking on the payment, the heel of her slipper broke off. She cursed her luck and walked towards the crossing, and a speeding bus missed …
Matter of Love
Matter of Love 55 Fiction ‘I love you. I miss you and I can’t stay without you.’ He said, looking at her. ‘Oh, my parents will not agree for our match.’ She replied. ‘Why, not?’ He asked disappointed, nibbling nearby leaves in frustration. ‘You are still not so good looking caterpillar, while I’m a beautiful …
Table for Four
Table for Four 55 Fiction ‘Table for four,’ Father said to the waiter. The waiter blinked, rubbed his eyes and looked again. His daughter just sighed. ‘Don’t worry,’ His wife said smiling at the waiter, and held three fingers. ‘Your eye sight is perfectly fine. My husband has an imaginary son who is visible only …
Immortality
Immortality Two sentence stories The gentle wind blowing in through the window woke her up, as she found a small note written with blood on the bed which read : "A thing of beauty should last forever!". Then she saw two fang marks on the left side of her neck in the reflection of the …
Last Day
A Poem I’ll never know whether today, Shall be my last day, I would go to sleep as usual never wake up, again to see the birth of another day. I won’t have any dreams to remember, Neither have any words to say. Or while crossing some busy road, Some speeding car would come, Knock …
Life Swings
A Poem Life swings Like a pendulam of an old clock on the wall, Between joy and sorrow, Success and Failure, Love and Hatred, Finally loses its breath to face death, The clock on the wall is wound up again, So that it can Swing once again.
Will Power
A Poem It’s determination to Achieve something, Even if it is impossible In the eyes of others. Even if many obstacles Come in the way. Even if failure grins And seems to stay. It’s like climbing A steep mountain, The fear of falling Is always there in mind, As the strong wind Is pushing you …
I
A Poem When I fall, I stand up. When I fail, I don't give up. When I lose, Still I hope. In sufferings, I try to cope. When I'm lost, I find myself. When reality Deceives, Yet I dream. In pain, I try to smile. In success, I let go my tears. In sharing, I …
Paper boats 