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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 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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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: 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: ~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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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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Whispers of Hope: Fresh Beginning
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An attempt to connect the dots- to embrace Love, Life, Loss and everything with a smile:). Monday, June 1, 2015. She wrapped her broken heart and crumbled memories in a black cloth, packed off her life into a box,laced it with a no-regrets ribbon ,sealed it with ultra care, locked it finally and threw the keys for ever. She dressed in colors from head to toe, in contrast to her then faded thoughts, matching them was not her purpose. Diya is a Sanskrit name for girls meaning Lamp. June 1, 2015 at 1:25 PM.
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Whispers of Hope: Chalk and Cheese #Fiction
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An attempt to connect the dots- to embrace Love, Life, Loss and everything with a smile:). Wednesday, July 8, 2015. Chalk and Cheese #Fiction. How have you been. His eyes craved an answer, despite trying to look plain. Sarcasm and taunt smeared her every word. I still love you. It's all over. We are as different as chalk and cheese. I can't work it out anymore. Whining she tried to move. Response made him look grave. Storm, the whole. Story ended in misery and misunderstandings. July 8, 2015 at 11:12 AM.
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