Hello Friends,
My short story was published yesterday in CafeLit Magazine. It is a time travel story. Do please check out the link below and let me know what you think.
My Great-grandma is my Classmate
Thank You.
Tag Archive | Fantasy
Short Story – Rustom’s Interview
Hi Friends,
My short story, Rustom’s Interview, has been published in The World of Myth Magazine. This is the first time I had tried two POVs. Thank you so much, Stephanie, for the publication. Please click the link below to read it. Thank You.
Short Story Published in Literary Yard
Hello Friends,
My short story, ‘Daisy’s Neighbor’ has been published in Literary Yard. Thank you, Onkar, for selecting this story for publication. Please find below the link to my story.
The Final Book – Picture it & Write
Larry woke up, cold and shivering. It was the same dream again. The girl lay by the lake, reading, ‘The Mystery of Edwin Drood’ by Charles Dickens. Below the title, it read, ‘The finished draft’. How did she get hold of the completed version? This was Charles Dickens’s last incomplete work. Larry just stood in the shore, looking at her. He could not swim. The girl took her eyes from the book and her eyes widened in fear as she looked at him. She dived into the lake with the book. Larry noticed that her red shoes were in fact a tail as she disappeared into the water.
Larry was sure that there was a finished version. He was a fanatical bookworm and had read all of Charles Dickens’s work. He asked all the libraries in the city. He even put up advertisements. He is still searching for the ‘final’ draft.
This was written for Ermilia’s Picture it & Write.
The Unicorn
A proud unicorn plays with the wind, invisible to the human eye. Self-absorbed in his own magic, he pauses for a moment at the full moon night.
The moon soars high
rivalling me in magic
My envious eyes, enraptured
Beyond Reach
This is the last destination
of the wayward traveller,
Beyond the human reach,
these mountains
are frozen by destiny
as an immovable part of nature
We run and race
to touch and feel this
distant mirage,
but all we are allowed
is a fleeting glance
of this sculpted beauty
It is seemingly near
but too far for the human touch
The Country in Far East
There is a country on the Far East
much favoured by every beauty of nature
A land of splendid hills
Here the flowers are not plucked
and the roads are not soiled
There is unlimited freedom
with different people united
Voices are soft
and everybody is heard
Animals speak here –
Dogs in a pleasing voice,
Horses commanding
Cats proud
and the squirrels in a melting tone
No arrogance and abuse
in the countless networking sites
Acceptance and equality all around
with opportunities in abundance
Moon’s Gift
It was a moonlight night
With no stars or blemishes
On the still sky
I gazed awestruck,
at the looming moon
When a shiny object slipped
from the moon, falling
into the corners of my lawn
I ran outside and beheld
a shining stone, brighter
than any diamond, that could
belong to the earth
I preserved it in a velvet cloth
in a corner of my cupboard
Touching and feeling it every day
Walking around the world with a glow
not sharing my secret
of the moon’s precious gift
One day – I took the precious stone
to my lawn,
Desirous of relishing its beauty
in the full glow of the sun
The sun immediately turned
Its full focus on the object
Glaring greedily
and the next moment
My velvet cloth was empty,
no trace of the shining stone
Where did it vanish?
Did the sun absorb it?
The betrayed moon
never graced my lawn again
I had lost its precious gift,
but the sun stays for extra hours
Mocking with its heat and immense energy
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