In the Woods- Tiny Tale


I am a soulful woman who loves to conjure up my thoughts and write. I thoroughly enjoy creating art and expressing myself through words. I believe words have a certain kind of melody that can be understood by everybody.

Chapter I Although I am good at remembering faces. But sometimes I do get confused with the faces of elderly people. Their wrinkly skin and the velvety folds on their face makes it rather difficult for me to recognise their dominant features. Like in youngsters because all their features pop up even in the dark….

An Abandoned Tree- Story of a boy who found companionship in a tree: Anybody who had the nerve to get him out of his dampened room was dear to him. The leaking walls had given him company for so long, that he forgot how being surrounded by humans felt like. The window in his room…

He never saw her crying except when he hugged her. On a solemn day, when they were frolicking together. He mustered up the courage to ask his insanely mad yet beautiful woman. ‘I never see you cry, do you?’ The girl who was soaking the warmth of the sun, etching something in her old diary,…

The fog lifted up and so did we, The smoke from the chulha was painting a dull picture, We moved ahead and saw a cavern, Inviting us to taste the adventure. I gave in and moved inside, while my sister stayed behind. The ivy creeper and passion vine were crawling in the courtyard, And meadow…

The man who always had a smile decorated on his face, like the fully blossomed sunflower beaming in a dead patch of grass was devastated to the point, that he started feeling it was okay. Everyone has their way of exhibiting sorrow, but the forlorn guy was so lonesome that instead of asking for help….

The man saw a woman with silver locks gracing her face, walking barefoot on the snow-laden path. Amused to find an old lady in a setting like this, he inquired- “Where are you heading? Don’t you feel terrified walking alone on a cold-isolated trail?” The lady carrying a bag on her head and weight in…