Monika Suri

I wanted to write about myself. What should I write ? My positive points or negative points ? What are my positive points ? What are my negative points ? I had to spend few minutes thinking about all this. My mind could bullet down many characteristics about myself but I doubted how many were the positive ones. Heart wanted to write about one of the finest qualities about myself. Sitting next to me was my better half , when I asked him about my qualities , he went into a deep thinking mode , unnnn……,  ticking his brain , & then suddenly said ” You yell many times  ” he made a teasingly smiling face too. Hearing this, I quickly acknowledged it. Yes , I do yell many times.But  is this the quality I should write about myself ? Heart & Brain shook hands and decided to write about this yelling only , whether it’s positive point or negative. Yes,  I yell but  also calm down quickly. So what’s the harm ?  Why not yell away the anger ? Anger is part ...

#Fridayfotofiction is a weekly bloghop which celebrates fiction writing based on the photo prompt. All were enjoying Bonfire at the NariNiketan . But  as expected, Neha didn’t come out of her room . Everyone knew she gets  frightened at the sight of fire . Asha Didi   went   to her  and  again saw her   lost in her past as usual , browsing her wedding album. How enthusiastic she used to be earlier ! How the magical love in the college had made her  tie knot with Varun around the sacred fire ! But her family  just couldn’t satisfy the greed of her in-laws. How she became a victim of domestic violence and of Bride Burning !!! (Tears  were making  itching sensation while rolling down her burnt cheeks) Neha had somehow managed to escape  from her in-laws but her fifty percent burns  were just not allowing the terrifying memories to escape. “Neha , Don’t keep feeling like a victim, you are a survivor. Burn your past memories ,not your dreams ” Asha Didi fondled ...

I  don’t know why it happens but it does happen at times. Sometimes you hold a pen & paper and your words flow like a river and you are able to pen down 3-4 pages just in few minutes. On the other hand there are also times when you sit in your favourite corner planning to write something creative but it’s like somebody is pushing you backwards, somebody is scratching your words with its big nails .  You write the name of a topic and start with the first few words. But you cut them and write another few words trying to make an effective language but again you mark a line across those words because they didnt come out as you wanted it to be. You go to the other room or balcony if the change of vibes may help you out. But again you feel like there is no fragrance of words around which can soothe your heart . Same was happening with me  since yesterday . I tried a walk, watched one of my favourite movies on TV and took a quick nap too but I dont know why  this Monster called...

Today on the first day of #writetribeproblogger,  I wish to write about the  feelings of an unborn girl child. The unborn girl child comes to know that she would  be aborted the next day . These must be  the feelings inside her heart which she wants to convey to her mother .   Tomorrow , I will go away Mom , My heart beats for you and yours for me . We have developed a great bond  in these five months . I can feel you . But tomorrow I will go away . Mom , You know I am just like you , I am a girl with brown eyes and black hair , But tomorrow I will go away. Mom , When you place your hand on your belly and  try to feel me,  cuddle me , I feel so blessed . Mom, please bless me today for the last time , because tomorrow I will go away. Mom , When you sing for me , the music soothes me.  Mom, please sing a song for me today  for the last time, because tomorrow I will go away . Mom , I have been waiting for the day I would be in your arms and you would actually hug me .  Mom, please hug...