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.

The old withered eyes of Tim Collins had an unusual charm today. Unlike other days, today they didn’t appear dull but were as bright as the moonlit sky. Collins in his old churning car, which was his only shelter drove to the alley, where he parked it daily to sell off his only priced possession,…

“He is so fragile yet beautiful, I can watch him all day long without blinking my eyes”, said the girl looking at her fluffy four-legged companion. Surprisingly the girl who had an attention span of a teenager sat beside him for an hour, gently petting and pecking him on his crown. The dainty hearts felt…

During his adulthood, he developed a deep hatred for people. Mainly because they consumed him like the free tea, offered at every Indian household. But little did he realise that his heart still warms up on meeting people, who speak from their soul. Though sceptical of the longevity of their union, he still feels there…

“If everybody desires you, then you probably aren’t my type,” said the woman craving for love in the last decade of her life.

Chapter II That day Doon was witnessing a heavy downpour, and like other times that we met, which was twice. This time too, we planned to see each other at the peak of the season. In the last two meetings, we endured the wrath of the scorching summer month of May, and the hot and…

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….