Fiction in a Flash spins stories and poems, short in appearance but big in essence. Some are specks of imagination while others reflect life itself.
Posted on August 3, 2019 by Tej
The clouds fascinate, hold me in their spell The stories they tell, the shapes they take Folding my dreams in their tresses The worlds they have travelled The things they have seen So many stories they hold, So fragile, yet so strong.
Posted on May 11, 2019 by Tej
On many a sunny afternoon at Grandma’s home, with cousins, partners in crime, I remember tiptoeing to the warm mango pickle jars full of oil shimmering in the lazy sun. As grandma slept, we would steal some and scamper away to our hiding place…
Category: All, Flash Fiction, Life and I, Micro Fiction, Short StoriesTags: afternoons, chatter, childhood, family, fictioninaflash, grandmother, grandpa, happiness, heart, home, joy, life, lonely, love, memories, microfiction, musings, pickle, silence, soulful, summer, sun, yearning
Posted on December 22, 2018 by Tej
Sometimes in the midst of chaos, I hear a silence that speaks to me that whispers of things that could be of the magical places that await me of strangers who do not yet know me. Sometimes, in the road full of people that…
Posted on December 16, 2018 by Tej
I walked in rain, my body drenched, soul parched, crevices in my heart and then I bumped into you and the clouds parted, The world turned golden again. Happiness had eluded me for long hope had died a while ago I travelled the world…
Posted on November 10, 2018 by Tej
A unicorn on my daughter’s face, a piece of face painting that I love, for in her young heart, she believes in unicorns, in magic , in dreams. The unicorn will be gone in a day but I hope in her heart it will…
Posted on October 13, 2018 by Tej
The pink curves of the mouth are a world of hidden mysteries, beckoning me, maybe it is me I will discover in them. The blue specks of the eyes, flanked by brown mountains promise me of secrets, sizzling and scintillating Is it him I…
Posted on July 19, 2018 by Tej
Love arrives, raw and simple bringing along cousins questions and complexities. Will love stay, will it grow? Or with time, wither, will it? You step into the unknown, love rendering you fearless, You believe that it will all be roses, dreaming of a happily…
A Mom, a Blogger, an Engineer. Identities that define me, only partly. For I am also a Maverick, I am also a believer in Magic and many Gods. I am a free spirit.
And I am a storyteller.
I weave stories, some creating pathos, some giving us hopes, some urging us to believe in dreams, some just making us happy.
Amidst those stories are also stories from my own life as I strive creating warmth for my tiny family in our small place under the sun.
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