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.
Existential Crisis: The World is Full of Questions Unanswered: A person carries a lot of weight in his chest but we only see the glowing smiles. Everybody we meet is struggling, battling with a lot of problems but we think only ours is worth mentioning. We want to share but aren’t willing to hear. People…
For the longest time, he believed that all the contacts in his phone directory were now dead. Little did he know that it was his corpse that was smelling.
It was a cold wintry night, the clock had struck 2 and she was waiting at the door to surrender herself in her lover’s arms. It took him long but he soon knocked on the door. She quickly got up from her snugly bed and ran towards the door to meet her beloved. He was…
For the longest time she thought of practising non-attachment because when people disappeared, it left a void in her heart. And she would sulk not for days but for years to come. So now what she does is, she keeps mum, holds back her feelings and words even if it creates a lump in her…
“She took the flight of stairs, Heaved as she set her foot on the terrace, The sighs seemed to be suppressed by the shimmering city lights, She thought, being in your 20s can sometimes feel old, Because you were never too young, Not even as a child. But this molten moonlight made her skin glow,…
At age 80, my uncle was completing one of his most awaited paintings, which was about to showcase in the country’s biggest exhibition. My uncle is a native to the mystic hills of Uttarakhand and loves listening to Pahadi folk music. Some of his favourites are Laman– a genre of music which elucidates the feelings…