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.
They asked him whether he had plans for the day. In a sore voice, he replied, “No I’m going to stay home today”. The stutter in his voice made the caller think, whether it was the cold that’s making his voice droop or it was the chilliness of his attitude. Both lamely talked and disconnected…
Though the lady never saw his face. But she believed that he had the most beautiful eyes. She never took anybody seriously but was drawn into him. And seldom thought, how beautiful, he would look while crying. Imagining her lover crying, she thought– the tears would cascade from his eyes like melted hazelnut chocolate. And…
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,…
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….
I’m an avid documentary watcher and whenever I surf YouTube. I make sure to check out the latest documentaries because they offer an insight into the various facets of life. It teaches us about the survival stories and also their fair share of troubles— some psychological other economic. Documentaries are Stories of real People with…
She was a literature lover and fan of Virginia Woolf’s work. He was a doctor but not of hearts. Quite practical by nature, as assumed by others. Someone who would pick to be left alone with books on philosophy, quantum physics, and evolutionary history, rather than being surrounded by humans and their folly. She wondered…