Remember those ‘dabba’ days when we used to share ours together without caring who thought what of us judging with their hungry eyes. Remember those ‘dabba’ days when the teacher turned his back on his we immediately started to gorge on food opening tiffins without thinking what was inside. Remember those ‘dabba’ days when my
This is a true incident that happened to me during my childhood. I never met my grandma, as she passed away when I was very small. I always yearned for bedtime stories, the lovely warmth of her love, being spoiled by her but my parents fulfilled all of these affections instead and now I understand
I became what I hoped for the better, finally. I am in the depths of a trauma I felt was building, yet didn’t believe would actually happen. It’s funny how we can be so aware of it and yet, when it breaks, we still break along with it. I hadn’t fully considered the possibility that
What is this place I describe above? Are you wondering what I speak of? What is this place? It’s not disgrace, This place is called LOVE. From your soft gentle touch to the smile on your face Is there any wonder why you make my heart race? I love the taste of your lips
Once we had a staring competition We stared in each other’s eyes For a long time, we didn’t move But when we did Our lips touched And we both lost the contest Together. © Pia Majumdar
So an amazing event happened to me today. I and my friends decided to watch The Nun today, and this is what happened- Upon arriving at the mall one of my friends went ahead to buy the tickets. We were chatting and reached near the hall entrance. Suddenly everyone went inside but I got stopped.
Sometimes you should have fun like kids do You have your life to act like a grown up.
You know what troubles me? Your eyes, Even when we are together Your eyes wanders off Never looking in mine With the same warmth As mine holds. © Pia Majumdar
I don’t like Sundays……. Who else agrees with me???
Once Storm was a little girl No one loved her As she bought heavy destruction with her Wherever she went. She couldn’t love the man Who yearned for her touch How could she have loved him? When she knew, even with the slightest touch He won’t survive her curse. © Pia Majumdar
You are a mystery, like the infinite night sky, While I was trying to uncover the truth, You wrapped me in galaxies of your love. © Pia Majumdar
Your touch is like a flickering candle Even when the candle burns off The warmth still lingers on The brown flecks in your eyes Compels me towards you Inviting me to find the real person Underneath all the facade That you have encased around your soul. Why are you so afraid to let anyone in?
Hello guys, today I want to share how my day went, exhaustingly…… but in bullet points, here it goes- Planned to go shopping today (first mistake). Me and mom, we left for metro, in the already blazing sun. Reached metro station, bought two tokens then waited for few minutes. While entering through the gate some
Hello friends, whatsup everyone, how’s your day going so far?? My day went awesome, well if you call studying whole day awesome then that’s exactly how I spend my days. Sooo boring ri8? Wish I did fun 😉 Anyways many of you have asked me why I don’t post my pictures, or of my partner,
Who said I haven’t tasted wine? I tasted your lips, and got drunk The taste is so powerful, I got drunk without drinking the wine. It’s never too late to tell how you feel acting out in love is more than words make real I’m not afraid to tell you I love you til the
This incident occurred when we went on a trip to- Andaman and Nicobar Islands. Read what happened next- While snorkeling for the very first time, I had finally gained control of my breathing and started to relax when I saw this black, snakelike thing swimming close to my chest. I began screaming and quickly swam
Hello everyone, I am back with this week’s ‘Masters of Writing Flash Fiction Challenge’ contest after a lil break. I am so glad I posted it, as many writers came together and took part in it and I thank all of you. Looking forward to the next one people. The challenge is all about writing
I have the fear of being separated by fate. Who said no one cries in a happy relationship © Pia Majumdar
This account has nothing to do with that but a dream I had on Sunday. It was quite an unusual dream, the way it felt was as if I wasn’t dreaming at all. I could feel and hear as if I was there. Sometimes the images would be distorted and the color would be black
I will love you for eternity, even though you don’t belong with me.
I can remember my dreams, I know it’s strange but I really can remember each minute detail, what happened, how it happened or etc. It’s a first for me to write and post about a dream, I am going to write as much as I can recall ri8 now. Bear with me guys, and hope
I did everything, of which I was against of But that’s ok, as I was in love Even the small nitty gritty things Is causing us pain now. Which earlier we used to adore, so much. My mind is in one place but my heart longs for another How can I let you go when
Warning: this post contains umpteen mentions of love! A huge thanks to She who nominated me for this award. She is a friend, and an amazing author with a flair for creative writing, which definitely shows in her work. Do check out her writing, you won’t stop reading once you do 😉 This award is
Hey guys, it’s my first guest post in like forever, so happy that I finally went ahead with the idea and did it. Go on and read the full post, just click on the link below 😍💖💖 Author: Pia Majumdar (Visit her page ) Title: What Hurts The Most, Healed Me Genre: Short Story You
While I was stranded in complete darkness, arms spread in front of me, hoping to find a way out, I touched something strange, felt like someone’s face. I don’t want to sound mean, but the dead are pretty clueless. I’ve always seen them. When I was younger everyone thought I was just talking to imaginary
I can see your bare soul When I look into your eyes. Screaming for some undivided love As it already sustained a broken heart once But can’t accept another one The flinching pain is too much Even though his eyes never waver From her undistinguishable face Never cried or begged for attention His soul weeps
Once I was dating a boy (my current bf) and wanted to say something romantic to him over the phone, so I wrote a long letter to read aloud while talking to him. When he answered the phone, I began reciting my letter nervously. While I was pouring my heart and soul out to him,
Hey guys, as you already know that I am making my Instagram puzzle feed from scratch (my insta friends already know about this) I would really appreciate if you guys visit my feed and leave some feedback. Here’s my insta feed- pia.majumdar Also, if you guys loveee the feed then I will share it with
Lost in deep thoughts, suddenly a warm touch caressed my hairs and finally rested on my shoulder… It’s been far too long, stop thinking about what happened And look forward what is yet to happpen. The words struck with me ever since. – Pia Majumdar This is for you momma, my constant inspiration, my buddy