I looked at my mobile. Eagerly waiting for an intimation, if not a call, a message. Her fragrance, smile and the innocent eyes still haunted my days. It isn’t always easy to forego a person to whom you have committed your life. Especially a friend of years, who knows more about you than you yourself
The trip was on and we left for Havelock Island two days later; Priyanka, Vihaan and I, while sending Devank miss you texts. Priyanka, my BFF had always been great at convincing me, and I? Great at being convinced. Hence, that’s why I could leave my boyfriend, Devank to be with these two. Vihaan is
Hey guys, the first chapter of my new story is up. Read it friends and let me know how was it ❤ ❤ Click the link 👇 Will You Stay?
“Let’s take the night into the morning!” read Deep loudly from Rumi’s cell phone. “What’s that supposed to mean? What’s going on here?” Deep had asked. Rumi had feigned ignorance while grabbing the phone from him citing that she was surprised herself as to how that ‘person’ had got her number. She was well aware
‘Park here,’ Tia said, ‘We’re early and I’d like to sit in the sunshine for a while.’ Daksh parked the car in one of the empty bays and went to purchase a ticket. When he got back to the car Tia was standing by the door grinning broadly. ‘See!’ she said. ‘You’re holding on to
I strained a smile and sipped from my cup. “It’s going to be okay, Rohan,” Tia said, leaning over the table to touch my hand. The lights flickered; I pulled my hand away, anxiety filling my stomach. She was confused. “I’m sure she’ll be found, you just need faith.” “Sure,” I responded, taking another sip.
Warning- 15+ (It’s not gore or adult content, it’s just somewhat horror or mysterious genre, if you get spooked easily then go away kids, this is not for you, check at your own risk 😉 ) HELLO PEOPLE, what’s up with everyone on this doozy Sunday?? I hope you are having fun, coz someone should
Rohan cursed to himself as he saw the figure that glowed back at him from the cash register display. He handed over the last of his money and with a pang of melancholy took his groceries. On the notice board next to the exit, he saw an advert, “Casual Work – Cash in Hand –
The door to the confessional opened, the light burned my eyes and I squinted. I heard the person sit, and I waited. “What have you come to confess, my child,” I said, listening to the heavy breathing in the booth next to me. “It’s okay, you are among God now.” “Forgive me father, for I
It was summer time and we were both young and ready for adventure and fun. I was a staff member at a summer camp, back from my first year at college and you were just out looking for some fun. I was a 20-year-old girl and to this day I remember your name as you
“Can’t you see I’m sick?” said my aunt reading a newspaper on a sunny morning in the winter season as leaves from the trees above her, fell one by one on her lap while she sips her morning batch of alcohol without paying attention to what I had to say. “I’m hungry,” I said thinking
Growing up, I always wanted to go on a bike ride at night, something about it seemed really cool to me. It wasn’t until I was 13 that my mom finally let me. She told me to wear my helmet, have my phone, take a flashlight, and she set the parameters for where I was
Hey guys, welcome to my site 🙂 Here is a short story, give it a read and let me know how much you liked it 🙂 ❤ ❤ I have tried writing it a bit differently, here it goes- Darkness. What? Why? Where am I? Why is it so dark in here? I-I can’t move.
He met her at a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee
“Do you forgive me?” I asked. She looked up and searched my eyes, before saying nothing and hanging her head. So much time had passed since I did those terrible things. They say time heals wounds, but just how much time is needed? I wondered what I could do that would change her heart; so
Right now I’m sitting at Starbucks under a dark sky. That’s just the introductory line. Where I am right now doesn’t matter, but so you know, I have a grande Mocha, and Sleeping At Last – Saturn playing via headphones. So I’ve got a pen and paper to write a fantasy, but the more I
Christmas is the birth of Christ our savior and the spirit of this season is to give or share our blessing to other people especially to those people who are less fortunate. My Christmas wishes for my family is that may our Almighty Father give us good health and I’m also wishing that we can celebrate Christmas
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
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
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,
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
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
The role that a mother plays in a child’s life is beyond compare. My mother was fierce, compassionate, and the most important one – always fought for those who couldn’t fight for themselves. But one fateful event shattered everything before us, and I lost my most precious person forever. Hello, my name is Nadira Banerjee
After impatiently waiting for several months, we- the happy couple finally set the date to visit the beach. The whole week just went perfectly, we partied, and we danced to loud music and dined with creamy crabs. Full of food and high on spirits, on the last night he planned a sweet surprise for me.