“We’ve excavated a century-old sea wall underwater. Maybe it’s the lost shoreline we’re looking for”, robot engineers recorded a note.
micro fiction
Shattered
Persuasive Patterns
As a creator, she can’t help but wonder at the repetitions in the little creative space she enjoys. Watching the year repeat its days, now the protagonist in the plot is actually an antagonist in the minds of her readers due to those recurrent emphasis of certain symbols and values ingrained in their subconscious memory.
Is it not true that even an innovation requires monotonous efforts and repeated attempts before being able to be accepted by masses as an achievement?
Author’s Note:
A few recent events made me connect the dots for this piece. I started this with one intent, but as I was typing the second sentence, it was Severus Snape who crossed my mind. How did you envisage this content? I’d like to know your thoughts.
Credits & Footnote
Inspired by Sonya’s ‘Three Line Tales #304’.
Softness Hurts
“Migraine”.
“Flower therapy?”
“They’re the cause”.
This story is about the fragrance of flowers that can make one want to leave the room, and easily put them in a bad mood. Aroma can cause discomfort too, esp. strong fragrances. Just like how a few people are chemical intolerant and a few others are allergic to pollens, there is a set of people for whom the fragrance of flowers can trigger severe headaches to migraines.
Yeah, flowers are pretty but painful. Their softness can hurt too!
Chaotic Opportunities
Aren’t confusions chaotic opportunities that help in ending up with the right choice? Here’s a free verse on the same, with a six-word story at the end.
Under a net of confusions disguised as vermilion veils, are complex clutters. Beyond the blindspot was a discovery in the dark, the beauty in balance.
Compromise or Adjustments?
No more confusions!
Not a Death!
——– Maternal Mortality ——–
With her death, began his life!
——– Tribute ——–
Died for her after her life! Continue reading
Unfinished Business
Visible to none but him, was an unfinished business easily dismissible during broad daylight. But, he failed to realize that the daybreak was only a launch to the fathomless night. As the shadows murked, his conscience lingered around with its feet planted on ground.
Credits & Footnote
Inspired by Sonya’s ‘Three Line Tales #300’.
Featured Image:
Photo by Tandem X Visuals via Unsplash.
The Turns
As the wheels turn, she feels both strong and weak. Riding uphill, she found the freedom that flying didn’t offer.
She wished the clock turned back, to leave those words unsaid, so that their relationship wouldn’t have taken that turn.
His solicitude followed her in all turns of their lives; Both returned back to normal, but that’s a new normal.
The last two tiny tales above can be read collectively or also be treated as individual ones.
Credits & Footnote
Inspired by Bulbul’s ‘Twenty Words Tuesday #39 – Turn’.
Featured Image:
Photo by David Marcu on Unsplash.
Make a Wish
While gazing at stars, he told, “Whatever you wish, it will come true”, as if he was her shooting star.
Credits & Footnote
Inspired by Bulbul’s ‘Twenty Words Tuesday #38 – Wish’.
Featured Image:
Yuting Gao from Pexels.
Vulnerable
She was strong when he was.
She was weak when he was.
Locked in a cage by choice,
They found their freedom in captivity.
Their love began with a metaphor...
His killer smile,
Her vulnerable drug!
Credits & Footnote
In response to Shweta’s ‘6WSP #82’ – ‘Drug’.
Featured image:
Photo by Andriyko Podilnyk on Unsplash.
Forest Romance
Getting lost in the infinite connections with tiredness of a feeling that’s both joyful and heavy is scary to imagine. Knitted in mystery that offers me no directions, I manage to get lost in your world even if far. It feels good when, after astray, I see rays of light where I could find you waiting at a home that I feel mine.
Credits & Footnote
Inspired by Sonya’s ‘Three Line Tales #285’.
Featured Image:
Photo by grace wang on Unsplash.
Her Nest!
A flash of numerous pictures sequenced. Memories flooded together with sudden twitches. Burdening past, haunting bruises, and overpowering sorrow!
She built a nest inside her. Adorning it with all her jewels, overcoming the restless urges that brought forth the broken episodes of her life, she somehow got Continue reading
Sound – Six Word Story #29
These six-word stories that can be read alone or together, imply the creation and destruction phases of a tree. The female persona denotes the tree and the male persona, dependent wildlife.
Her growth, silent!
Her fall, heavy!
His sound changed,
as her’s cracked!
These can also be perceived as the thoughts of a father who is worried about his daughter’s unprecedented failures.
Gardenscape
She designed an open balcony to enjoy sunsets. But, her garden wanted to relish the scenic scape all by itself.
Have you experienced your time which is your favorite escapade from everyday chores, getting eaten away by someone else after having put all the effort in, or have you eaten up someone’s time and efforts accidentally or intentionally? The above tale is written from this perspective.
Credits & Footnote
Inspired by Bulbul’s ‘Twenty Words Tuesday #34 – Garden’.
Featured Image Source: Pinterest.
A Piece of Cake
To her, happiness is just a piece of cake, literally.
But, no one at home lets her eat one.
She was over the moon as Continue reading
Story Of Their Lives
Lakhs of people know his struggles, conflicts, and growth, but not the members of his home. They consider it fiction!
Eight months of marriage; now, a widow; she started writing her own story with remains of what the society pricked.
Lakhs of people know his struggles, conflicts, and growth, but not the members of his home. They consider it fiction!
Eight months of marriage; now, a widow; she started writing her own story with remains of what the society pricked.
It was “us”!
“I stand here looking at the graduation photo of our bachelor’s degree, wondering how the ugly you became so beautiful when posing like me”, she teased and continued on phone just hours before her post-graduation.
“All thanks to the photographer who Continue reading
A Run Alone
Why do I have to run with people always?
Today, I choose to run alone in a beautiful place, to clear my head.
I now feel that I’ve got the right mindset to get into the season, just like this field that’s been tilled at the right time before the sowing starts.
Inspired by Sonya’s ‘Three Line Tales #276’.
Image by Jonathan Leppan on Unsplash.
Cloth Garland
Quarantined, we can’t get down to use the community space nor go upstairs to use the common terrace.
To feed our hungry mouths, the closest vendor supplies groceries at our doorstep once a week, reaffirming humanity at the most needed times.
In addition, thanks to her for gifting us a smile with a photo of our home captioned, “Thanks for the warm welcome with your wonderful cloth garland!”.
Inspired by Sonya’s ‘Three Line Tales #275’.
Image by Cristina Gottardi on Unsplash
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