Just b-e-l-i-e-v-e!

That day... I let it be, and decided to believe that Fate is a powerful thing, and we can not always choose what do we want. That day ...  I  was made to believe , God does what is best for us. * This post is written for IndiSpire prompt -   Write one liner, fiction, poetry or experience starting with "That day..."   #ThatDay  

There should be at least one person in your life whom you could tell anything odd-even, truth-lie, fancy, fantasy just Anything.

IndiSpire Topic -  What does happiness mean to you? Do you go looking for happiness?   #Happiness Look everything around for what makes you happy Look back and know the moments that made you happy Look Inside and find what Happiness is  To me it is  A gloomy-red sunset A cup of ginger tea A passionate novel ! Drizzling rains Scooty long drives A day-time movie in Hall ! Dance To have a soulful talk And spend time with loved one... Happiness to me is an Attitude, you can wear it daily, and good if you do. And truly, I don't go looking for it, because I believe its not a Thing placed Outside, it is something you Create. That is why, some people choose to be Happy regardless of any obstacle and problems.  What happiness is for you -  Reply in one word, a sentence, a couplet or in a few lines. Based on memory or fiction, whatever , but plunge in Happiness and you would just love it. via:  thepodphoto.wordpress.com ...

Sanyaa said stiffly , Silence ! Sun sinks, sympathetically. #IndiSpire topic : Write a post in which all words start with 'S'

D-A-N-C-E I have not been a trained dancer. I have never learned any dance form be it Indian or western. But since first class in my school, I remember myself participating in Dance performances. I have been crazy about dance through out my school days. I have quite wonderful memories related dance and my craziness for it. In my co-ed school, I was the first one to prepare girls-boys dance ( although that could not succeed coz boys fell in love with girls and it ended badly ) ( Laughing out loud ).We were also first one to dance on slow music, kind of couple dance ( this time girls playing the roles of boys .) (It was still a bold step for a school function.) I had choreographed many dance performances, and my favorite one was a Mujra which we performed on the Annual Function in my 12th standard.  I love organizing dance functions , so I have organized a couple of dance functions in my Colony. For an organization, I have taught dance to kids for many years. It gives...

I had an idea, and I began to write a 50 word fiction. As soon as it crossed the limit 50 , I tried to cut and alter. Anyways ! I couldn't do that. So here's what a 50, later 100 and now 148 word fiction has become. As soon as, Wahida and I stepped out from our Aunt’s house, she chuckled and spoke into my ears, “ oh my God! How honey-coated words she was speaking, how well she was behaving with me … though she is not as bad as I thought.” I thanked god, for my sister behaved nicely too with my aunt. Wahida was trying to stay away from society. It has been four years, she stayed alone at some part of the country. Meantime she grew hostile towards our folks because they did not treat her nicely during her trouble times. Today’s incident reminded me a story of an angry dog who saw his own images barking at him, in a room full of mirrors. And when another dog came in waving its tail, all dogs were doing the same in return.  I began to wonder, which Dog I have been rec...

These are two inter-related pieces of Fiction in 50 words . "Right now, I am standing in a pool of uncertainties." "What would you do then Jeanie?" "I will just relax and float. I know I am not going to die that way." " But still, what would you live upon?" " Faith. He will place everything in its order. Sooner or Later." Jeanie, after nine years, looks out from her kitchen window, the sun was hazy, the flowers smiled profoundly at her.  At Eleven, youngsters began to hop into her Book café. Her dream café, it was. She felt immense proud at her establishment and her book, called “The Book of Uncertainties.”

"Till the end of the world I will follow you !" He didn't. She said looking at the heated Sun, "Its Still Okay !"

 There is Love There is Care and yet ... she chooses to take a boat at a lonely sea shore and moves on till the end of the world slowly...slowly...

As I was walking on the less-crowded road today, I realized why do I love Christmas more than any festival. As I walked on the road, I imagined the gift shops, lighting, kids playing around, the decorated Christmas tree, people busy in buying gifts for their friends and family. Yes this is the reason why I love Christmas. I love gifts - both receiving and giving. And Christmas is the festival of Celebrating together and exchanging gifts. On Diwali,  you toil hard for 2-3 months to clean the house, repaint it and prepare refreshments for god-knows-who. Diwali is a festival that demands lot of work to be done.  On Christmas, there is a little preparation and lots of fun. Practically I have never celebrated it on a large level. But I wish to. In my childhood, my friends knew I love Christmas, so they would bring me cake and I would buy gifts for them.  Sometimes it feels, nothing except friends truly care about you love.  One day I really wish, on the Christm...