PHOTO PROMPT © Sarah Potter Last year, this day, Trina’s house was full of guests, gifts, foods, drinks, flowers, shehnai, wedding trousseau and chattering. This year Trina is far away from her home in an alien country, sitting alone, watching snowfall. Deepak is not yet home. Is this how Trina planned her first wedding anniversary? … Continue reading First Wedding Anniversary
The Rhythm of life clogged The lift got lodged Heartbeat turned into violent palpitation Is this how everything ends? She fought to bring back life again How they always fought It was a deep slumber She couldn't wake him up Guilt, frustration, sorrow, anger Revolved in a Rhythm of pain via Daily Prompt: Rhythmic
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I never saw my maternal grandmother. My mother also hardly remembered her. My maternal grandmother gave birth to nine children and died of anemia when all her children were below 15 years. My mother was the fifth child. My grandfather brought up his children as a single dad in a rented house which was dangerously … Continue reading The Terrace-Our Childhood Hideout
The following image is of the secret door in Agra Fort. This door was created as an escape route for the members of the Mughal family and their associated staff in case enemy attacked them. It is a narrow chute which ends in the basement and then leads to the bank of the Yamuna river. … Continue reading One Word Photo Challenge: Escape
Trina felt lost in Tokyo. In last three days since she landed, communication and food has been a problem. Trina’s English is poor and she doesn’t understand Japanese. Trina doesn’t know how she is going to manage next six months in Tokyo. She is already terribly missing her mom’s food. She was standing in front … Continue reading Home Away
Pablo was very happy and comfortable inside Ma. He was always able to hear and feel Ma. His Ma always ate nice foods which Pablo easily swallowed. Pablo particularly loved when Ma ate that cold and creamy sweet thing, which later on he came to know is called ice cream. There was a man who … Continue reading Pablo is Born
What is more painful? The cigarette burning her skin or the beer bottle smashing her nose? Deepa’s mom said “It is okay, Dev is not a bad guy. He just gets violent when he is drunk, rest of the time he is a great husband and a good father. Please learn to adjust. A woman … Continue reading Crushed- Friday Fictioners
On the eve of the New Year of 2005, myself, Papun, and her younger brother Ishaan were chatting on the terrace of their apartment. It was a cold winter night and the terrace was quite airy making us feel the chills. Suddenly, Ishaan noticed a jute gunny bag behind us. It seemed as if there … Continue reading When we found a Dead Body on the Terrace #memoir
Trina Looks Back 