Happy memories of childhood... With you by my side u have seen the best of my life.. Our fights are endless so is our love.. Playing stupid pranks .. Has always been easy... I know we fuss and fight.. But I love you with all my might.. For you have always been there .. To rescue me from mom's scoldings.. When we were Young I used to imitate you.. And you always annoy me by saying "I was adopted".. But you could never withstand my tears.. We are the flowers of the same plant.. We are the birds of the same nest .. We are the creations of same blood.. You are the life long buddy that God has gifted me.. Because of you I know what it means to have a real mate.. We are not always eye to eye but always heart that heart!!
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Chapter 2 Will I End?
It's almost 7.30 in the morning and we all are stressed about our accounts test none of us have studied except those first benchers and those who are Sir's favorite students. Everyday the lecture starts by 7.15 and he never comes late. We love to attend his lecture but we don't wanna quite test. No... No you might be thinking that he would be the best teacher and all but the actual reason is he is super handsome well built body with a perfect jawline he might be in his mid twenties and his name is Sushant Chakravarthy. Every Monday first lecture is taken by him. He is the only male teacher who comes to our class. As I study in Girl's Convent school there are no boys in the class. We are desperately praying for the lecture to be cancelled as we don't want to get embarrass ourselves in front of the Sir by getting the lowest marks. And to our surprise by 7.35am the peon chacha arrived and gave the happiest news that the Sir is absent. As the lecture was cancelled we were doing our work. Me and some of my friends started to write some poems behind my maths notebook. The time had gone incredibly fast that the next teacher had arrived for her maths lecture. I was very weak in maths and Sunanda Ma'am my maths teacher knew about it and so she hates me. She irritates me in the lecture by asking me questions or she embarrass me in front of the class. That day she asked for book correction and we all submitted the book. As she took the book and left the class I remembered that I have written poems at the back of the book and Sunanda ma'am doesn't like that. I was stressed and I felt sick. Rest all lecture I was thinking about the book and not a single word had gone in to my mind. And I knew that tomorrow will be my end.
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Chapter 1 Sarah
"Achu... Achu tuje school nhi jhana h kya?" Mom starts to shout from the kitchen. She is my morning alarm. "Paanch minute aur sone dho na.." I shouts her back. I snoozes her for five more minutes. Within no second she reaches to my bedroom and switch off the fans and beats me on my butt.. Her all time way to wake me up. With no mood I gets up and sits on my bed thinking of which day is this whether it's a Monday or any other days... But unfortunately I finds that day to be a Monday and thinks there are more days to go for a weekend and all these days I need to go to school till then my mom shouts from the kitchen to go to bathroom and do the morning rituals. I got ready to munch my breakfast and run to school. I'm at college now but yet at a school. I study in 11th standard in a junior college but as that college is attached to the school till 12th standard I say it as a school. As I ate my morning breakfast my elder brother rose from his sleep. He too gets up the same way as I got up from my bed. He is an engineering student and as usual he doesn't like that field. But as ours family is a middle class family our parents think that every boy should be an engineer and every girl should be a chartered accountant, and eventually I have taken up commerce as my fields in standard 11. "Bye Maa" I shouts as I closed the door. My Dad does service in a foreign country and so we trio lives in the 1BHK rented house. My mom is a Housewife and she is the best cook. All my friend love her for cooking delicious food but we children doesn't feel that great because all the time we eat the same food, and so we never praised her.
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Hello everyone,hope you are doing good . So today her I'm back with my new challenge on mirakee in collaboration with my dear friend @a_wishful_soul . This challenge is open for all until we declare it as closed . You can write whatever strikes to your brain after seeing the theme
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ THEME FOR CHALLENGE My life in a metro city .
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rules for the challenges ▪️Use the given theme as ur art piece . ▪️Write a creative art piece related to the given topic . ▪️Your write-up should be in English . Other languages are also welcome as we believe literature is beyond language,but please do translate the write-up in English. ▪️No fixed no of entries . ▪️No word limit . ▪️No plagiarism . ▪️You can write a quote,poem,short story ,etc related to the topic . No specific genre ,you can write in couplet, sonet,haiku ,free verse etc. You write write sarcastic, serious n romantic at the same time . ▪️ Participation is appreciated . ▪️ Give credit to the right owner for the image use in background. ▪️ Tag using @ewa_darksoulwriter@a_wishful_soul #metrochallenge .
I hope you all will enjoy it . Kindly participate . Keep writing and enjoy the spirit of literature .
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Hello everyone!! So we (myself and ewa_darksoulwriter) are back with a brand new challenge Hope you guys like it! The challenge is open till we declare it closed You can post any write-ups (poems quotes narrations etc.....) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ RULES •Use the given theme as your art piece •You can write any poem, quotes, short stories etc •No plagiarism •No fixed number of entries •No word limit •No specific genre, you can write in couplet, sonnet ,haiku, free verse etc,you can become sarcastic, serious and romantic at the same time •Your write up should be in English. Other languages are also welcome because literature is beyond language. But please translate your write-ups into English •You can use any pic of you choice but,do give the image credits •Use the tag @a_wishful_soul and @ewa_darksoulwriter •Also use the tag #metrochallenge •Participation is appreciated
Hope you guys will enjoy and participate in our challenge and do repost so that we can get maximum entries.
We had just been out for a stroll
Few steps down the busy road
I saw the sky being crowded by the blue black clouds
Probably not the best time to walk was my first thought
But when I turned around to see her
I could see how overjoyed she was to see those clouds
Slightly after that it started to drizzle.
I just wanted to run back home but she pulled me and asked
Can we please enjoy this rain
The way she asked me with those childish stare,
With a face which only wanted this one want to be fulfilled…
I could never deny her.
Shortly after that it started to pour down heavily.
I ran to the nearest spot with a roof
To cover my head
I saw her close her eyes and feel
Each and every drop gently caressing her soft skin
The drops began their journey from her forehead
And found their way down through her cheeks
and got merged with her wet kurti
There were wet strands of hair
on her face just adding to its beauty...
It had been years since our marriage
Yet she never fails to surprise me.
Those wet strands of hair,
That gorgeous smile, that carefree attitude
Gosh! she was beautiful.
And I fell in love with her,
All over again…
She opened her eyes and giggled at me.
That day, I saw the cutest smile in the world.
That day I saw the source of my happiness,
Smile at me…..
I guess all us writers have these moments. Don't we?
I watched the sunset slightly purple and orange in the distance I thought about how the moon now, will drown hundreds in its thoughts how the night would lure everyone in its peaceful lullaby and how the stars will inspire poems
with a pen in my hand, and a blank paper staring back I didn't write anything I just watched into the silence and it spoke so much to me.....
Thank you so much @mirakee for reposting It means so much to me❤❤