It was a bright morning with lovely sunshine, a blessing in winter , especially in North India. The bright weather further added cheer to her beaming face that had a different glow today. After 10 long years, she finally conceived and was going to hear the”LUB” “DUB”, the rhythmic sound of her little one’s heart for the first time. “Avantika,…
Category: Creative writing
The Messenger
She lifted her saree and ran towards the temple. The echoing sound of bells compelled her to take a U-turn to remove her heels as wearing shoes is forbidden. To sprint with high heels was challenging and she stumbled badly to fall flat on her face. Suddenly a dark, soft hand with lightning speed prevented her from falling. As she…
The Last Letter
A short story that speaks about the inner strength of a mother , who can fight with any odds of life to save her child. Lofty pine trees and luscious green carpet surrounded this stone built house on hill top with mighty Himalayas as the backdrop, the view was breathtaking for humble dwellers . Pooja was a beautiful, young, diligent…