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She Makes It A Home

Image Source: Google Respect her always She has accepted this house Because she loves you Because she loves you She will try to blend in it Hiding her problems Hiding her problems She will always try to smile To make you happy To make you happy She will change this place her way And make it a home Written for Haiku Horizons : Prompt - Home .

Red Or White?

Copyright – Marie Gail Stratford I stand in front of the wine cellar all confused as it is a big day for me and I want everything to be perfect. I still remember the day I saw her for the first time; it was love at first sight for both of us. She took some time to accept the situation, but when she did, it was the happiest day of my life. After scouring a hundred shops, I finally found the perfect ring for her. I'm going to propose tonight, and I can't make up my mind if the wine should be red or white.  This five sentence fiction is written for the topic ' Confusion ' at Lillie McFerrin Writes . This drabble (100 word fiction) is written for Friday Fictioneers, 26th September .

Painting Dreams

Image Source: Magpie Tales The only thing that keeps me going Is my passion to pursue my dream I know no one shall stand by my side But I shall now be my own team Everything is tough at the start Its all about working hard People will try to mess it up for me I need to keep my own guard Backstabbers are a plenty here They all are praying for me to fail What they don't realize is that Now I have learnt how to sail Its easy to quit and walk away But I want to hold on and try Years later I don't want to think about it And sit disappointed and cry My dreams motivate me enough I have the strength to walk towards it Day by day I'm getting closer My passion now is forever lit I shall not give up until I get there I am motivated by my own heart Quitting a high paying job today I'm all set to move into the field of art I shall paint my dreams all bright The colors shall never get shorter I shall pass through


Image Source: Google Pay attention, listen carefully Do you hear the waves of the sea? This soothing and calming feeling Is what peace is said to be Close your eyes, come close Can you hear my heart beat? Can you feel the love through it? Do you want the chime to repeat? Raise your hands, hear the music Let it seep through your blood Can you feel the awesomeness? Within you, let the magic flood Written for Theme Thursday - Theme: Listen .

Wheels Of Love

Copyright: Dawn Q. Landau They all told me that I cannot do it, but I know for sure that I can. Age sure has caught up on me, but that doesn't mean I can't walk a few steps to see The Lord . There is a church at the end of this stretch, a very powerful one they say and I want to pray for the life of my ailing wife. People offered me rides and mocked me for wanting to walk a fifty miles all by myself. But, I don't need wheels when I have immense love by my side, determination and my feet. This five sentence fiction is written for the topic ' Wheels ' at Lillie McFerrin Writes . This drabble (100 word fiction) is written for Friday Fictioneers, 19th September .

Chapter 11: Enemy Lines

Team Supernova is participating in a writing competition on blogadda. We have chosen a fast paced crime thriller as our theme. You can read the previous chapter here . Sasha did not want to hurt Roohi at any cost. He remembered the day he had seen her for the first time. He had just shifted to the new locality and knew no one there. His neighbors were 'The Ahujas' and 'The Duttas', he noticed. This was a beautiful locality in the poshest area of Lonavala, surrounded by parks and water bodies. His apartment window overlooked the ocean and this place had cost him a fortune. But since his boss was paying for it, he did not mind it one bit. His transport, meals and everything else was taken care of too. All he had to do was to set up a team and start the execution of their plan. He could have easily started his operation from an old building in some nook of the city, but that would have aroused suspicion. When the target and plan was ready, his boss had instructed him t

Chapter 10: Being Cyrus

Team Supernova is participating in a writing competition on blogadda. We have chosen a fast paced crime thriller as our theme. You can read the previous chapter here . Cyrus Daruwala was always a bright student. He was the only son of his parents and was the cynosure of his big fat Parsi family. He grew up with all the luxuries in the world, but when he decided to become a lawyer instead of joining his family's furniture business, his father turned his back on him. That did not deter Cyrus from pursuing his passion. He loved to read and John Grisham was his favorite for all the court room dramas he writes. From a young age, Cyrus was always good at debates. Nobody could win once he spoke. He loved helping people and dissecting situations. Once he got the scholarship to attend the National Law College, there was no looking back. His father made no attempts to reconcile with him, but his mother still doted on him. She even came in to pack his luggage when he was to leave for coll

My Happy Space

Hubby and I :) The magic of love Makes me selfless and giving My life is for you My life is for you When I have you by my side I don't need a home I don't need a home The place where ever you are Is my happy space Written for Haiku Horizons : Prompt - Space .

Book Review: Seduced By Murder

Image Source: Title: Seduced By Murder Author: Saurbh Katyal Publisher: Blue Jay Books Genre: Mystery/Thriller Price: Rs. 156 on Amazon Pages: 272 When detective Vishal Bajaj receives a call from his old flame Aditi, he is seduced into a vortex of family lies and a murder. Vishal sets out to catch the murderer, while dealing with the resurgence of an irresistible desire for Aditi that he had buried years ago. Vishal is a witty, hard drinking, tough private detective who doesn't mind getting his hands dirty as he races against time to catch a meticulous killer. Seduced by Murder weaves a web of noir and suspense that keeps the reader riveted and guessing till the end. Vishal was a corporate henchman before he quit it all to be inspired by his maternal uncle and become a private investigator. He is perpetually drunk throughout the book and surprisingly survives only on alcohol and occasionally black coffee, without any food. He is not super intellig

Finding Myself

Image Source: Magpie Tales Today I can smile with my heart I have now let go of the fight I have made peace with my existence Like the sun, I shall shine bright I shall no longer hide from the world A broken heart cannot break me I have erased the bad memories With hope filled eyes, I can now see I am an important person myself I do not need someone by my side I shall learn to live on my own Taking whatever comes in my stride Today I woke up feeling great A sense of independence comes from within I put on my best dress and make up Loving myself shall no longer be a sin I have hid behind a man enough Now is the time for me to rise My lips are adorned bright red Now smiles shall replace the cries I can feel the warm breeze outside The peace within me makes me dance I shall grab this with both hands I will not let go of this second chance I am on a vacation all alone This alien room is now my friend I shall fill it wi

Chapter 8: Finally An Answer

Team Supernova is participating in a writing competition on blogadda. We have chosen a fast paced crime thriller as our theme. You can read the previous chapter here . Beads of sweat trickled down Shekhar's face as he hastily pulled out his kerchief from his pocket to wipe his face. The other two sat still in their seats, waiting for him to say something. Shekhar finally looked at them with tears in his eyes. " Purohit Sarkar is one of the influential people in the close contacts of my wife. I just hope she has not contacted him, to get us out of here. If yes, then, Tara and Roohi are already in trouble ." He gave a lost look. Cyrus was the first one to recover. " No Shekhar, this is just my hunch. We never know if Sasha and Sarkar are actually together on this one? " " Even if not, being in association with Sasha makes him the bad guy. I think you should warn your wife about it right away ." Jennifer offered her water bottle to Shekhar. Sh

Was It Love? - Concluding Part

Read Part 1 here , Part 2 here . Image Source: Google I feel your sturdy hands on mine, and the first thing I notice is that how warm you are. My heart is beating so fast that I can hear it reverberate in my ears. I clumsily cover myself with the bed sheet, using my left hand and later rest in on your hand. I am scared, very scared. This is the end of whatever we had, I know. Here you are, in front of me. The gorgeous you, about to break my heart. I think of all the years that we have been best friends. A little more than three years now. And it has to come to an abrupt end, just like that. But I suddenly think, what is going on? Why am I thinking so much? We were friends, just friends. Last night was clearly a mistake. And considering your routine of girls, you can let it go soon too. Right? Let us just forget about last night and move on the way we were. I feel relieved and my lips break into a smile. I see your face brightening up. " Thank God it was you ." I say

Embrace Or Burn?

Image Source: The Magpie Tales Sleep eludes me tonight, as I toss and turn on my bed with darkness for company and beads of sweat trickling down my face. Of course, I am excited but fear takes over me too. A new fate awaits me tomorrow, as I wait for the release of my debut film. Just like these moths being attracted to a flame, I am drawn to fame. Tomorrow I shall know if the light embraces me or burns me. Linking to The Magpie Tales: Mag 236 . This five sentence fiction is written for the topic ' Darkness ' at Lillie McFerrin Writes .

Was It Love? - Part 2

Read Part 1 here . Image Source: Google I was scared that my kiss would wake you up, but thankfully it didn't. Even if it did and you pretended to be asleep, it does not matter to me. Because I got to spend some extra time looking at your face. The face that I have dreamt of since ages. I know you had a complete different opinion about me, based on my past and all that you have heard. But to me, you are the center of my life. You are the reason for my survival. The first day I saw you, you were fighting for change with a rickshaw driver. The way your hands moved and the way you shook your head, drove me mild. You stepped into the same class that day and I knew I had fallen in love. I just spoke to you the first day and you thought I was making a pass at you. I do not blame you, because before I stepped into the class a lot had been spoken about me, the cricket captain of the university. You obviously were reacting to whatever you had heard before. I do not blame you one bit.

Book Review: 60 Minutes

Image Source: Google Title: 60 Minutes Author: Upendra Namburi Publisher: Westland Ltd Genre: Corporate Drama Price: Rs. 350 Pages: 361 Spoiler alert!  (Maybe, but who cares) High-profile jobs, reputations, relationships and marriages are at stake. Stealth, blackmail and secret liaisons exposed. Emotions mired in doubt and ambitions entangled in hostility. As the battle for supremacy continues, who will falter, who will persist and who will come out on top? 60 minutes has three main protagonists who control the entire story. Agastya, the CMO of a big FMCG company 'BCL', is all set for the most important product launch of his career, that is scheduled in 60 minutes. Maithili, his mistress, who threatens to disclose their affair to his wife and the media if he does not come up with 15 crores in the next 60 minutes. Sailesh, Agastya's arch rival who is the CMO of BCL's competitor Stark. He is all set to do anything to stop Agastya from this produc

Was It Love? - Part 1

Image Source: Google I hated myself for doing it, but the kiss you planted on my lips now, while you thought I was asleep, somehow changed it. You were the playboy and all the women around were willing to give up anything just to spend some time with you. I knew you since years and had resisted your charms. For the obvious reason, that I did not want to be just another one of your conquests. I loved you as a friend and did not judge you by your flirtatious nature or your undeniable charisma. You expressed interest in me the first day you met me, but it did not make any sense to me then. Well, it does not make any sense to me now either. You stayed by my side as a friend, my feelings were only platonic. Until yesterday. How did I end up in your house and in your bed? Was I that drunk? I don't remember much, but I do remember giving in to your touch and enjoying your lips on me. It had started with a kiss right? Did you initiate it? No wait, I guess I did. You were pouring me


Image Source: Carla's Covers I Never Realized How this happened But it is awesome This wonderful feeling Makes me want to sing and dance And scream out loud in happiness I am grateful, for having felt love. Written for Theme Thursdays : Theme - Grateful . This is a reverse nonet . Here, the first line has one syllable, the second line has two syllables and so on. The last ninth line has nine syllables.

Redoing It Right And Bright

Image Source: Google I stay with my husband and my in laws under the same roof. My in-laws are very old fashioned people and this reflects in the ethnic setting of our house. My husband and I live on the first floor and that is usually where we spend most of our time together. The setting of our room is plain and ethnic, and I have been waiting for a chance to brighten up the space where we spend most of our time. I believe that a home should be welcoming and should reflect the personalities of the people living in it. My husband and I are both extroverts and brimming with energy all the time. Sadly, our house seems to tell another story. So when I came across this site and was asked to pick up items and re-do my house, I jumped at the opportunity and grabbed it with both hands. I wanted to change everything and give the whole place a new look. I love vibrancy and colors and wanted my room to speak to me when I entered it. So the theme was simple and obvious: Color Blocking .

Action Replay - August

Image Source: Google August finally left and it left behind heap loads of wonderful memories. The month started of brilliantly and a gift appeared everyday until the birthday. I have the best husband in the world, who surprised me day after day. We could not take a vacation because the day of my birthday was also the day of the Varamahalakshmi festival. There were pujas at home and hence we had to stay back. Cal and I are not home bodies at all and hence we were itching to get out. And when we finally did, we painted the town red. We spent a long time at the place that holds too much of memories for us. We spoke at length and had a relaxing day. Since it was a festive day, we had to stay clear of alcohol and meat. But we made up for it on the weekend. Oh yes, this time it was not a birthday, it was a birth week; and I was pampered to the T. I couldn't get anymore luckier. This month was hectic in terms of work. But I enjoyed the ride as I was learning something new. I a