I could no longer recognise the…

I could no longer reognize the voice that meant so much to me once. The time we parted ways I thought the voice will remain etched in my memory forever, however when I heard it again today after years.. it sounded… strange, unknown, unfamiliar to me. What should I make of it? -Priya Baid I […]

House By The Sea- Moddi Musical Prompt

Sitting in the lush green grass alongside a river, my eyes shut but senses alive and alert. The vicious water that slaps against rocks and its own banks is calming. The birds chirp their melodic song and the wind whistles to a their rhythm. I am alone but not lonely. -CD Faucon The sweet enchanting

30 Seconds, That’s all I had to…

I had only 30 seconds to regret the thought of regretting being a girl. Or not taking stand for myself. So that the other being could feed on my inner purity. If I could, I would take a lifetime to regret the things I thought I would do but couldn’t, I only have 30 seconds.

Yes! This is it, the potion that can…

Yes! this is It, the potion that can, make me dream about my wonderland, I could meet you there we wont be apart, like what’s happening now, what happened in the past. -Prestomagic Nothing will matter there, we’ll be safe and sound from all the miseries, with a fresh start. Where happiness comes in the

I Crossed My Fingers As…

“I crossed my fingers as I let my quill dancing freely on the paper to the music of my thoughts. For the first time, it’s hard for me to extract millions of thoughts in my mind. Every piece of thoughts has its own music and I have no idea what colour of the choreography that

The Enchanting Aroma of Tea filled the Room as…

The enchanting aroma of tea filled the room as I began to pour myself a cup of ginger chai, my third for the day. The overcast sky and gentle tip-tapping of raindrops against the window made for the perfect ambience. The palette in front of me beckoned me, and I finally picked up the paintbrush.

The Smell of a Freshly Brewed Coffee filled the Room

The smell of a freshly brewed coffee filled the room. And in the corner of the bricked wall, there stand the broom. Scattered papers kept beside the blue ceramic cup. Jumbled words ‘air’, ‘breathe’, ‘sun’, ‘light’ inked in it above. Scattered papers kept beside the blue ceramic cup. -Ashmita Baidya With all the scattered thoughts