Wednesday, 12 September 2012

Call In-Waiting

Dear my beloved handful of readers,

Thank you so much for visiting my blog. I'm contesting for Creative Writing Competition India on Yep, that is the reason all of my stuff is on that particular site. I'd really appreciate it if you'd follow the link to the stories and help me win this thing. I've got everything riding on my stories. The results will be out on the 14th of October and the entries close a fortnight earlier. Sad to say I've got a truckload of studying to do. So, fingers crossed and hope to win!

Yeah. Going crazy right now.

Unsaid in Pride

Death was the only thing that could bring our family together. Or at least me back to the threshold of the family mansion. The news of my father’s terminal illness proved to be the strongest thing in seven years to bring me back to the place I’d vowed to never return.

An excerpt from my story Unsaid in Pride. It's about a man who is dealing with his mistakes and the guilt of leaving his father to die.

Read the whole thing here- Your Story Club: Unsaid in Pride

Faded Flowers

The rain poured in a drizzle. The words of observance spoken and the casket lowered into the ground. He was gone, now forever.

I just stood there, as I watched him leave the earth for good. And I felt a knot in the pit of my stomach as the tears fell constantly. I tried to swallow the upcoming sobs but was unable to.

I hated myself, for I was the one who killed him.

An excerpt from my story Faded Flowers. It's the story about a woman, who left her fiance as he left for another place and all the regret that she feels after he has died.

Read the whole thing here- Your Story Club: Faded Flowers

Monday, 10 September 2012

All We Needed

The wind blew hard and whispered in her ear that time had come. 

The world felt like an enemy, every day a struggle and every second a mystery. The day was silent, cold and still. 

And today was the day she decided to die.

This is an excerpt from my story All We Needed. About a girl who gets tired of fighting depression and decides to end her life. While silent in her own last moments, someone walks in, changing all forever. 
Read the whole thing here- Your Story Club: All We Needed

Saturday, 8 September 2012

Time Of Dying

Running away from everything
In a closet we hide
My heart beating faster and yours perfectly still
You are in the dark

An excerpt from my poem 'Time Of Dying'

Read the whole thing here : Your Story Club: Time Of Dying

Monday, 3 September 2012

We Might As Well Be Strangers

Today was the first time in eight months that we didn’t talk. Shared a word each and well, that was it.

It was such a bad feeling sitting all by myself without him by my side. Eight months we’d been together. And all that went away in just a mere line of badly constructed words. I woke up in the morning with a strong urge to stay in bed but I had to go to school- I needed to see him.

But come school, came surprises. The surprising silence. The shattered connexion of the two of us. Gone. A column of air hung between us because we barely looked at each other. And every time I did, it hurt like nothing else.

This is an excerpt from my story 'We Might As Well Be Stangers.' It's about a couple who've just broken up from the view of the girl who left the boy.

Read the whole thing here - Your Story Club: We Might As Well Be Strangers

Sunday, 2 September 2012

Forget to Remember

Losing someone is painful. But losing her was like dying.
My single tea cup tasted like tears. In sixty-three years, I’d never had one without her. In sixty-three years, I was never alone. She was gone, my beloved wife. Gone to the heavens in which she used to believe.

This is an excerpt from my new short story- Forget to Remember. It deals with a man who has just lost his wife of sixty-three years.

I'm so happy that it got selected for Editor's Choice just today! Yippee!

Read the whole thing here:  Your Story Club: Forget to Remember