
In My Defense #WriteBravely

The young girl stared at the hung rows of clothes - reds and browns, stripes and plains - criss-crossing across wi…
The young girl stared at the hung rows of clothes - reds and browns, stripes and plains - criss-crossing across wi…
PHOTO PROMPT - Kelvin M. Knight "I want it." the little boy said, licking his lips as he stared at …
I reach for her but stay my hand as she shakes her head. "Will we ever be together?" I ask hopefully. I kn…
He watched as she drew random patterns upon her wedding dress. She leaned sideways, resting her meticulously-done…
This post would go on to be selected as one of the Winners of the prompt 'Vision 2050' Dear diary…
A black man is the President of the United States of America. I can see the map of any corner of the entire world…
"One man alone cannot make a difference. " his friends warned him. He smiled, determined to prove them wro…
"Look at me." He ignores my command, sitting still by the sill, from where he used to watch her every eve…
By the time I reached the living room, my revered friend's voice had already reached a crescendo. I had heard it …
Image source: MagpieTales This was how it would end, she had foretold. I did not believe her. I had faith th…
Like most Indian males, I have experimented with my facial hair a lot – A LOT – over the years. I have oscillated bet…
A Daily Romance asked me if I would be willing to share a few points that I felt were essential to making a good sho…
As part of Blogadda's ongoing " Game of Blogs ", teams of ten bloggers from across the country come toge…
“This cheery persona, these colorful masks... they are all a lie. I feel so empty inside.” “Then live the lie…
As the grand old warrior Bheeshma lies upon the bed of arrows, he is approached by a vivacious young reporter to rec…
Author's note: It's been a while since I wrote any meaningful fiction. That happens when we are trying to sa…
She stared at the young man, moving rhythmically on top of the girl and her frown deepened. She couldn’t allow …
“How many more must die?” she asked him angrily. But his eyes remained focused on the targets running in front of h…
What if you gave me a chance to be you? What if there were no shades of grey in us - just white and more prist…
“How did you stay sane in the face of all that they did to you?” she asked after he had told his tale, the concern ev…