Tag: love

  • He stood on his Birthday

    Good morning everyone I hope you all are doing great and I really wish that everyone of you was able to prove yourself in the best possible way. I read writings of WordPress your writings a lot and think there’s always that I can learn from all of you. So beautiful write up you all…

  • Glimpse of the Morning

    Glimpse of the Morning

    What was your favorite subject in school? Dinner time was over and Mrs Baliga along with her nieces Maya and Purna sat in a room softly lit by the warm yellow light of the lamp. Purna sat playing her violin, the fingers of her left hand moved over the fingerboard of the violin while her…

  • Ephemeral Moment

    Ephemeral Moment

    Written by Anuran Chatterji Two feet wearing slippers moved down the steps in rapid movement. As the feet reached down the stairs and halted, the right hand moved ahead to move down the bolt and push open the wooden door. The feet stepped out and the vision wandered over the road in front, first to…

  • Poignant

    Poignant

    What is your favorite genre of music? Falguni stood staring at the top of a beetroot which peeked out of theground. She thought for a while and arrived at the conclusion thatmaybe it was time to take the beetroot out and ask my grandmother to cooksomething delicious. Falguni ran on the small path through the…

  • Extinguished

    Extinguished

    The fire burned with all the strength it could muster. The cold of theair circled around, for there was no going near the fire, not whileits flame reached out to drive it away. People rejoiced with dance, songs and eatables. The place was acamping spot and the occasion was a family gathering. The spot wasnear…

  • Within the Shroud of Darkness

    Within the Shroud of Darkness

    Dakshita dug her hand deep into her purse to find some spare change.Her hand felt some coins and picked them out. She counted the coins;they would cover the cost of a small packet of brown bread. Dakshita walked back to her apartment building from the grocery store.The path remained damp from when the mist cannon…

  • Disparate

    Disparate

    What’s the most fun way to exercise? It was a Tuesday evening. The roads were busy. Most people were returning home after having spent the majority of the daytime within the four walls of their office. Vehicles stopped to drop people at their destinations, while some others did to take people towards theirs. There was…

  • Fruitful

    Fruitful

    What job would you do for free? Jay stood on the terrace. In his hand was a new digital camera, which was in a sealed box three hours ago. Jay stood looking for a subject. He couldn’t focus in school the whole day, the excitement was just too powerful for him to focus on anything…

  • We Held Hands

    We Held Hands

    Every day is a new day and every day comes with new aspirations and thought.

  • A Life that Lives

    A Life that Lives

    This was the end. It couldn’t be done. The problem was out of the realm of Harish’s abilities for now Then..? Read to know more!

  • Open the Gates

    Open the Gates

    Here we are standing at the yellow iron gates of a society. A narrow road begins at the gates and it spreads all across the society, connecting everyone’s house with path to the seemingly outside world. Within most societies, one may find a distinct culture which develops over the time and this society had one…

  • The Family Picture

    The Family Picture

    The clock sounded its chiming music. It was 8 am. Dhruv was ready for office; he was ready before his usual time today. A terrible dream had broken his sleep two and a half hours earlier than when the alarm of his smartphone did. Dhruv made use of this extra time to start his morning…

  • Leap of Thought

    Leap of Thought

    Tell us about your favorite pair of shoes, and where they’ve taken you. The counting began and all the children ran and rushed in different directions. Some in groups, some alone, some quietly followed behind others. Everyone was looking for a spot to hide, after all the game of hide and seek had commenced. Amol…

  • It shall Remain

    It shall Remain

    Share one of the best gifts you’ve ever received. The tents had been placed, the chairs were arranged, the lights and pedestal fans were connected. The children were running around and the adults were reminiscing in talks of the past, happenings of the present and the glimpses of a perceived future. The marriage was a…

  • Effulgent

    Effulgent

    “Have you seen a firefly?” “When I was about your age, I saw them during summers and late springs.” “Where did you see them?” “They were appeared around the neighbourhood during late evenings as the night started to fall. One could see them right in this park back then.” “I saw them in a video.…

  • Identify

    From the very childhood a child is made to learn a lot atleast in a Bengali culturally strong household where along with education hobbies plays an important role. Creativity plays an important and crucial role in every child.. everyone learns how to draw, sing a song and dance a bit and recite a poem.. it’s…

  • Where hides the colour?

    Where hides the colour?

    Eyes opened to the breeze of the spring. The head slowly lifted up the table. Hands raised to rub off the remainanent of the temporary sleep which was now in the past. The mountain remained partially coloured. The source of colour was nowhere to be seen. The eyes dived into the box of crayons. All…

  • Aromatic and Memorable Winter

    Aromatic and Memorable Winter

    It was 2080, In one lovely afternoon…. winter with the time of sweets, patali gur (Gur is jaggery in Bengali) and aroma of authentic saak (Green leafy vegetables in Bengali) it’s the time of making pithe and payesh. Bengali household tales. This winter was special not just of prime sweet culture but also the only…

  • The Year-The Time-The World

    The Year-The Time-The World

    Share what you know about the year you were born. One day I woke up from sleep in my grandparents’ house and realised I had woken up in this world with a new consciousness. Maybe it was due to good sleep or I was having an intriguing dream, but I know one thing for certain…

  • Confounding Emotions

    Tears escaped her eyes and went on their way down. They left a trail of small droplets in their passing. Some of the droplets became part of the tears later. Eventually, they were wiped off with bare hand at first and later with a partially wet handkerchief. “Why do people fail to understand me? I…