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Whispers of Hope: A Mute Promise #MicroFiction
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An attempt to connect the dots- to embrace Love, Life, Loss and everything with a smile:). Wednesday, June 10, 2015. A Mute Promise #MicroFiction. She stood mourning shedding her silent tears next to her dead master, her only human companion. Amy grieved and looked for clues around. She drowned in agony, holding revenge in eyes, she made her mute promise to tear the slayer into pieces. June 10, 2015 at 6:37 PM. June 11, 2015 at 5:17 AM. June 11, 2015 at 6:55 AM. June 11, 2015 at 8:46 AM. A word with me!
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Whispers of Hope: A Second Chance
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An attempt to connect the dots- to embrace Love, Life, Loss and everything with a smile:). Wednesday, August 12, 2015. The image in the mirror was unknown and hated. She yelled at every ounce of her, today more than any. How did it get so far? Maze of questions, confront her. It all began when she chose the last door- to earn a pie and penny. Her body assets were her only investment. She flaunted them in style, lust, pain and grace. Seducing body curves and lustrous bold lips. How much I missed writing:(.
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Whispers of Hope: A Scary Surprise
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An attempt to connect the dots- to embrace Love, Life, Loss and everything with a smile:). Wednesday, July 8, 2015. Word Prompt- Thief (Fiction in Five sentences). I threw myself on the bed, dog tired after my busy day had chosen to wind with a power cut, leaving my cell phone out of charge. On a stormy night with all sorts of scary sounds- of rain, wind and thunder, I also heard the door knock once, twice and many more times - my gut clenched and my heart began to miss beats -one after the other. Hey vi...
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Ogling Drivers | Yatin's Random Thoughts
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Yatin's Random Thoughts. Equal opportunity scribbler on Stupidity and Sanity. Happy Women’s Day A wake-up call for Men. Visual Freedom →. August 8, 2013. Composite Image using images from Google Images. The math of ogling while at the wheel is beyond my comprehension. You’re on a moving object; the subject is in motion, how much visual you can capture in a split second to generate a stimulus of reasonable effect? Amateur Scribbler. Equal opportunity scribbler on Stupidity and Sanity. Visual Freedom →.
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Whispers of Hope: June 2015
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An attempt to connect the dots- to embrace Love, Life, Loss and everything with a smile:). Sunday, June 28, 2015. Perception- Judgemental Reality #MondayMusings. Perceptions are bitter than reality. Most of the times, perceptions and reality can be just contrast. But, why do we even have to peek into others lives or their situations and get judgemental about them? Not good judgment, either. Here is a recent incident. He must be such a happy man on earth with so much wealth around". I said to myself.
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Whispers of Hope: ~Times Change!
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An attempt to connect the dots- to embrace Love, Life, Loss and everything with a smile:). Wednesday, July 8, 2015. Bathers, 1950 by George Tooker. We grew up holding hands. Fighting odds together, wrapping life in love bundle. Turning our every frown into a smile. We stood as mutual support, never to stumble. How much I rejoiced in your company. Clicking pictures on the river side with you at every turn. A single friend had made my world. But, Ignorance you threw at me, in solitude I burn. Yes Vinay ...
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the truth of it – The Matticus Kingdom
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Whatever it will be…. The truth of it. May 12, 2014. May 12, 2014. We daydreamed about owning one of the cabins that dotted the backside of the resort. We marveled that the beauty of the Rockies. We wished our trip would never end. When it calls, I must answer. Since he is using one of my pictures, this is a quick little truthful write up for this week’s Once More with Feeling. Picture prompt. Be on the the lookout for my next post. Which will use the same picture and be flash fiction. The fiction of it.
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frustration | Humoring the Goddess
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Sunday Evening Art Gallery Website. Finding Dorothy’s Shoes. I absolutely love when comments on one blog flow into thoughts and inspiration on another. That’s why I love following the writers I do. In her blog, A Journey Called Life,. Https:/ architar.wordpress.com. My friend Archita wrote a story called “ A note from the evening. 8221; (https:/ architar.wordpress.com/2016/06/17/a-note-from-the-evening/. To be to their unconscious mind, for the conscious mind was not listening. The more I thought, the mo...
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stress | Humoring the Goddess
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Sunday Evening Art Gallery Website. Finding Dorothy’s Shoes. I absolutely love when comments on one blog flow into thoughts and inspiration on another. That’s why I love following the writers I do. In her blog, A Journey Called Life,. Https:/ architar.wordpress.com. My friend Archita wrote a story called “ A note from the evening. 8221; (https:/ architar.wordpress.com/2016/06/17/a-note-from-the-evening/. To be to their unconscious mind, for the conscious mind was not listening. The more I thought, the mo...
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Whispers of Hope: On the Rocks, Parting painfully.
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An attempt to connect the dots- to embrace Love, Life, Loss and everything with a smile:). Wednesday, June 24, 2015. On the Rocks, Parting painfully. Img src: My Click. Sat in silence holding their hands in faint hope, grazing hard into the vast and void sky, on the damp and hard rock facing the aching sea, watching each wave splash in merry and breaking finally just like their dreams . Both together, swallowed a lump. At that moment, the two puzzled. Souls were circumscribed and swarmed in nervous.
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