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  • anitagorai 1w

    My first spiritual encounter

    So, it was a nice cozy summery evening,
    I decided to do riyaz in my room. The room has big windows that is enough to fill the room with sunlight.
    I thought to sing raag "Yaman".
    Now in Indian classical music, most of the raags have been alloted specific time slot, in which if you sing it, it's effect will be maximally enhanced.
    I knew this fact, but never cared to follow this practically.
    That day too, I randomly chosed "Yaman", but it is a typical evening raag and it best sounds during sunset...
    I started singing it, with my eyes closed and me facing the West.
    For the first time, I felt a very different kind of energy around me, so powerful yet peaceful. .
    I could feel the stillness around me, my surrounding.
    With each taan, the vibration of the energy increasing, deepening my meditation.
    The raag continued for some 25 minutes..
    I gently opened my eyes and looked at the window.
    To my amazement, there were more than 30 little birds sitting on the window grill.
    They covered all of the window, letting little space for the sunlight to pass through, like crevices in a door.
    They were not at all chirruping or moving, just being at their place, all still.
    I was not able to believe that scenario.
    It felt like nature, god, or some spiritual kind of energy all synced up perfectly with my music.
    That moment was magical,
    Suddenly tears rolled down from my eyes.
    I felt so very blessed and grateful and thanked Almighty for rewarding me with such magical experience.
    And also I felt the power of music, the greatest form of meditation, and the most purest and easiest form to connect to the universe, god or whatever you name it.
    ©anitagorai

  • asjthewriter 13w

    Motion to Move

    "Love doesn't matter." Doesn't feel right coming out all conjugal and slimy like strange stitches do. Go ask yourself, what's it got to do with anything at all except the presence or invisibility of moral character. My brother's still mad cause' our dad never taught him to ride the bike a week's worth of overtime paid for. I look up at the sky, then down at my hands and just like that, it's the '20's again. Who gives a damn about love when I can't make it up the street without a whistle tied to my bones. Can't make it home or back to the car without keys in hand; without keys in fist. Sobriety becomes another death. Before heaven judges, I want to want something more than just a simple life or safety. I don't know if I can. Still want to tell the stupid boy that really hurt me how much he did. The audience says I should let it go. Stop digging human pity up. Let him stay buried. "It's all I think about most days." It's all I feel. I need to feel more than dead and grown some of the time. That's why, whenever the blind man finally calls, I don't immediately curse him out, although it's coming. I put on my cleanest smile and hide it somewhere that makes good sense. Don't watch my teeth. Don't watch the mirror. Don't tell that lazy fucker nothing. I offer him ice for his glass of whatever, put my hands on my hips and pretend to be filled with the nerves of far less dangerous feelings. Who cares if it feels like chicken peckings when we kiss? Who cares if he comes? Who cares if he stays? Who cares if it ends? Love doesn't live here anymore.
    Love doesn't matter...

    ©asj

  • vaishnavi86 17w

    Chaha to tumhe,
    Puri shiddat se tha,
    aur Puri kaynat ne mujhe tumse milane ki, koshish bhi ki thi,

    Lekin Tum,
    Jo meri Puri kaynat the,
    kabhi meri shiddato ko samajhne ki,
    koshish bhi Na ki thi,

    Shayad galti meri hi thi,
    Jo Apne pyar Ko batane ki himmat na ki thi, sach kahun to,
    Vishwas itna tha Tum prr,
    ki batane ki zarurat hi nahi samjhi thi,

    Yeh jankar bhi ki,
    voh tumhare liye theek nahi,
    main tumhe roka Na tha,
    kyunki nahi janti thi main,
    ki jitna mujhe hai Tum prr
    utna tumhe mujh par Bharosa Na tha,

    Khamoshiyan to meri chikh rahi thi,
    prr tum Sun kahan pa rahe the,
    jhuthi muskan ke piche aansu mere,
    ab aur chup nahi pa rahe the,

    Phir meri jhuthi muskan,
    aur sacche aansuon ne mujhse kaha,
    Tum hamari chinta Na Karna,
    hum vahi ja Rahe Hain, jaha vo hai,
    bus kuch der ka rasta hai,

    Phir samjha denge use,
    tumhari shiddato Ko,
    Bus hamesha ki tarah sath uske rehana,
    jab use tumhari zarurat Ho,

    Jitna bharosa Tum prr hai na,
    utna hi in dono prr bhi hai,
    Bus ek akhri baat yad rakhna,

    yeh dono tumhare pass sirf tabhi aa sakenge,
    jab uska pyar jhutha hoga,
    aur voh chahegi,
    Aur agar usne Aisa chaha bhi,
    to sacchi Mohabbat lekar,
    apni Amanat to ko wapas Lene ,
    mein jarur aaungi....


    ©vaishnavi86

  • _soundless_ 17w

    Hope you guys enjoyed this scary story ��

    #storytime Part 5 (end)

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    Mystic shrieks...end

    So if someone remember the thing we read at the very beginning of the story

    "Bitter things leave their traces behind. Their shadows can be seen and heard."

    So reality says Shreya was always alone in journey from Gwalior to Bangalore.

    She was never bothered by her mother in between infact the thing is... at the time of departure there was a small quarrel between both mother and daughter as her mother wasn't in the favour of letting her daughter work at such an unknown place far from her home town. She found no other place as comfortable as her own City and familiar with, but Shreya could not have denied such a well paid offer and left her home all alone.

    So as to her imagination she left home alone but was very overwhelmed to see her mother right before the station to go along.
    And that's how Shreya alone but not lonely came to Bangalore.

    And till the date also she was not aware of the truth. Until a fearful shriek again flinched her inside her own room but this time it was if someone was crying so loud. She immediately ran to her bedroom and shockingly found extreme silence around.

    Holding her chest she fancied if this all was due to her mental sickness as last few days were not so well and went in all fatigue. So, it might be possible she was getting illusion or something. But the fact can not be denied wholly and Shreya was too awared of the thing that not everything was fine there.

    Trapped in her own vicious of thoughts suddenly heard if her mother calling her by side room " Shreya...Shreya my girl...Shreya."

    As she followed the voice and entered that room, it was extremely horrible to see a lady in white gown hanging to the ceiling fan and an unpleasant smell engulfed the whole spot, Shreya screamed with fear and faint down.

    Next day she found herself at her friend's place and got to know she wasn't picking calls neither answering their messages infact reaching her place they found it strange and worried when she nor opened the door even after banging it hard.
    Somehow they managed to get in through her room's window and shocked to see her lying unconscious over the floor.

    And when she discussed the whole thing with her friends after a little inspection they got to know the place belongs to a lady who once hanged after her man left her for other woman. And he was none other than Shreya's own father. Knowing that fact she immediately called her mother and narrated the happs to her in a wink.
    They did some rituals thereafter and things seemed at ease then.

    But remember Bitter things never leaves.

    The end.
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  • _soundless_ 17w

    Mystic shrieks...4

    A wooden ply and four candles all around the corners of piece and a pentagon of flour in between Rheyan switched the lights off.
    Shreya was already frightened to the things caused in an unusual manner earlier and then this paranormal experiment in extent making her more uncomfortable staying there.

    Perhaps, since the visit of Maya and Rheyan nothing much have occupied the place so, somewhere down inside she was quite relieved.

    But sooner the rituals began things went to it's worst.

    While chanting some traditional notes during the session Rheyan found something blowing over candles and so the flame was moving weirdly, just for few of seconds he noticed it, which was lately neglected as an act of air. As he completed the paper he was reciting the words from something strange happened.

    A cold breeze passed by gave them all a chill thrills and the flashlight firstly blinked crazily then dead. All have wondered if the batteries were dead due to extreme cold and fascinated it as something phenomenal. Shreya stood from spot and went to switch board with a candle along and lightsssss-on.

    Everyone took a breath and...

    Rheyan : woah! That was spooky...yeah?

    Maya : But it was fun actually.

    Shreya didn't spoke a single word about as it wasn't natural for her and quietly moved to kitchen...asked both her friends to have dinner.

    They went to the table leaving the things behind as it was. Three of them had their dinner and after a couple of hours both of her friends left the place with a cozy goodbye.

    Now Shreya was again alone at home but the atmosphere was quite relaxed so she didn't overspend her time and went to the bed.

    Next morning while having the coffee, her eyes have fallen to the wooden square that was still kept in between the candles over the floor.

    Remembering that...she hit her palm to the head... "Gosh! It's still lying over here" (sighed).

    Wiping it off she noticed a strange scratch over the ply which wasn't there formerly as per her remembrance. And the thing is...flour made pentagon wasn't even having a single move on.

    She was just recognizing the scene, all of sudden door knocked. Expectations were the same as she got last time, it was nothing unusual outside, but her mother standing behind. Although it was an un-notified visit but she sighed with relief and grabbed her in arms tightly.

    "I missed you mom...where were you been so long...it's so haunting me being all alone here" Shreya uttered to her mom.

    But it was beyond her expectations actually...there was literally no one outside the door.

    She was just talking to herself might be a kind of hallucination but what about that hug?...was too an illusion??..or something else..??

    To know the fact wait for next part...
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  • _soundless_ 17w

    Mystic shrieks...3

    Shreya had fallen upon her knees and was rapidly scouring the floor with a stain remover and detergent...in a few moments no trace of blood stain could be seen.

    Atmosphere seemed to be tensed because she had certainly come to...no doubt there was some trouble coming to the house.

    A rough morning wasn't something normal for sure, she took a couple of minutes and wondering what exactly happened, she began to hear whispers and found some strange going-ons in her room. She stayed numb for seconds and got no such creepy voices for next 15 minutes until a dreadful shriek of laughter made her startled. It started raining out and fear could have seen all around.

    Suddenly the same creaks of wood she heard at very first of time spread chill thrills in the aura. She tottered off to her room and looked the window shaking abnormally, she had never kept it open since day one and that happs.

    "How could it be possible..?" Shreya uttered to herself. Slowly stepped towards the window to pull it off but, she froze to hear that laughter again exactly coming behind from the window and this time it was more louder than before.

    'Ding-dong'....she flinched as the doorbell rang. It was cold...glancing at the curtains the sound was gone, the windows were still, a deep silence around...'ding-dong...'again it ranges and someone outside knocked the door.

    She went out of her room holding her breath and unlocked the door, found her colleagues who were there just to get her status check. Came inside with flowers and a box full of candies in their hands.

    "What happened?" One of them (Maya) kept the flowers down and put her palm over Shreya's sweating forehead.
    "Looks like you aren't well...why are you looking so scared ?" Another one (Rheyan) asked her formerly.

    "Scared...? No...nothing like this...I'm all good." Shreya replied instantly and closed the door.

    Shreya : so good to see you guys here. It's very first time someone came to me.

    Shreya offered them some snacks and then the chit-chats began. Somehow made her out of fear for while.

    "Well it's quite silent around...isn't it?" Rheyan uttered to Shreya

    Maya then replied in a wink "Hmmm..yea because this place is out of reach from guys like you naa" (giggled)

    Rheyan : Ohh...I'm sorry...but don't you think it's just because this spot is having no maya over here like no M-A-Y-A...Maya (he said humorously)

    Maya : excuse please...you can't joke my name like this, it's something beyond personal Haan I'm not gonna tolerate such mess...got it.

    Shreya then instantly interrupt in mid "guys...guys...come on..it's not the point to argue with, well yeah it seems quite here but to be very honest it's actually peaceful and soothing here."

    She just didn't want to let her friends know about the fearful happs of the spot so just kept it unsaid and engaged herself in their gossips and all.

    They all had done with their brunch and planned for a fun game to make the evening adventurous.
    So the game was a kind of Blimey game, more likely a paranormal experiment overall.

    Story to be continued...

  • thehealer10 18w

    "Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad."

    - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

    Hearth disease has been labeled the silent killer, which the more I discover about the human psyche and how it affects are bodies, I couldn't agree more with the label.

    There are people we interact with everyday that are half a second away from being done with this world. They smile, many even make us smile; all while struggling to even put a coherent sentence together.

    No one really knows or understand what depression is or where it comes from but we do have great working theories and guesses. We have even found a way to blame the brain.

    In the end they're just that, guesses and theories. Everyone's depression is different.

    One thing I do know is love helps.
    It does not end the fight and its hard to say it makes it easier, but it definitely helps.

    What are you going to do to spread love today?


    "Its so hard to talk when you want to kill yourself. That's above and beyond everything else, and it's not a mental complaint-it's a physical thing, like it's physically hard to open your mouth and make the words come out. They don't come out smooth and in conjunction with your brain the way normal people's words do; they come out in chunks as if from a crushed-ice dispenser; you stumble on them as they gather behind your lower lip. So you just keep quiet."

    Ned Vizzini




    #quotes #quote #quoteoftheday #time #sleep #quotestoliveby #sleeping #qualitytime #depressed #quotesaboutlife #quotesoftheday #rest #deep #timelapse #relaxtime #timeflies #poetryisnotdead #timeless #storytime #times #restday #deepthoughts #quotesforlife #sleeptime #deepquotes #depressionhelp #depressionawareness #sleepwell

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    Deep Rest

    Stuck but not frozen in time
    The sun keeps rising and the moon is still shining living space is in disarray, it's always bedtime
    The internet says my Chakras need realigning

    I have food and shelter
    Work is steady and my health is otherwise fine
    It must be a receptor
    These bouts have plagued me since I was nine

    What do you do when the enemy is your mind
    Plenty of reasons to smile but still need a cure
    It's my own fault, my thoughts are impure
    No time to waste back to the grind


    ©thehealer10

  • my_pennings 18w

    Anthology - QUEST FOR SELF

    Hi all,

    I am compiling an anthology QUEST FOR SELF. Kindly let me know if you want to get published.

    Theme - anything positives about oneself
    No of slots 20
    Entry fee Rs 750
    Type poetry /story



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    ©my_pennings

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    Mystic shrieks...2

    A day went off and Shreya kept herself busy
    Besides that she used to spend most of her time in living room listening radio and prepping snacks for spare time. In the midst of all she was continuously staring at the curtains all around the hall as she often sensed if something had a watch over her...

    Hours passed by and the clock stuck on '10'.
    She was all alone in the house, late at night when someone rang the doorbell...she unlocked the door to outside and found no one literally no one out there. "Seriously...?" She uttered inquisitivly.
    And banged the door to wall annoyingly, as she stepped to the couch, suddenly, a flower vase on the shelf behind her fell and crushed into sharps.

    She jumped instantly and almost screaming with fear. Unfortunately, one of her toe was harmed by those broken pieces of glass over floor and began to bleed harshly.

    Shreya somehow managed to reach first aid pouch and clothed the wounds with bandage.
    Tic-tic-tic...on the clock and it was around '11' of night. She was still lying on couch anxiously. When she saw the glasses almost spread over the wooden floor, she stood and swayed on her feet, took a few tottering steps, assembled the cracked pieces one by one and wiped off the floor with dry mop.

    "Holy fuck" she uttered herself "fuck".
    Her skin burst into goosebumps a voice whispered "fuck" into her ears not her own, the whisper came again "fuck".

    She wanted to scream and run when the voice raised the pitch moment-by-moment into her left ear it was closer this time. There was no one in the house except herself. Trembling...she turned to her tab and started dialing numbers...it was then behind her back and cold breeze passed quickly with a weeze...Shreya got panicky and fell off her tab on floor.

    Her face was covered with cold sweat she held her chest and observed no such signs again in next few hours. Finally she sighed with relief and went to her bed.

    Alarm banged her head and she flickered her eyes slightly open up and considered that last night incident as a nightmare.

    But it was just her sense of cooling down back then...because next morning she was Terribly shocked to see a red liquor all over the kitchen floor which was more likely to be a stain of blood...that was scary...gave her cold creeps.

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    So the nightmare wasn't actually a nightmare.
    Story to be continued...
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  • _soundless_ 18w

    Ps : I'll try not to stretch the story so long ��

    #storytime #horror PART-1

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    Mystic shrieks...1

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    Shreya's room was always cold, she had just moved into a well furnished house with her mother in Bangalore it was a new town and a new beginning for the two. Their place was merely a lone building all around the location. Followed by the trashed garage at the adjacent.

    Her room was situated at the almost corner of the house also with no sunlight. Compared to the previous place the atmosphere was bit quiet all around. She was often haunted by the strange silence of the spot.

    Bangalore is itself or cold and freezed area in December usually, she had a hard time adjusting in all new aura.

    She felt like already bothering her mother quite a lot in setting up the house and even worked overtime to the schedule.

    A few days after all things were settled entirely. Shreya was sick due to cold weather her mother arranged some medicines and gave her a fine attention until she set at ease.

    Being a single mother her mum always treated her with excellent of all. She never let her girl sense any kind of deficiency. She worked harder to provide her with the good basic facilities and education to grew her daughter capable enough to earn the good perks at famed position.

    Shreya was still aspiring her dreams being a college student but as a bliss she was appointed for an interview through her internship applications and eventually alloted with a fair paid job as an assistant PR manager at a well-known company located in Bangalore.

    Once on a Sunday Eve Shreya stayed there all alone in the house. Her mother went out as some groceries were to be brought from the local market usually held on Sundays.

    Nothing more around bothering her except the Pierced silence at while. And instantly it seemed as if the weather was going odd, so to the next moment dark heavy clouds engulfed the sky and began to pitter-patter drenching down the woods...cold breeze entered the room...curtains fluttered and slightly slide over the window glass.
    And the strange creaks of wood buzzed her weirdly. But it just knocked her up as she never left her windows open.

    Then ignoringly she pulled the windows off considering the fact that it might be due to air the windows enclosed back.

    It appeared to be normal then after, she was able to perform well in job beside her studies. And even had the pleasant of times with her mother.

    Days passed weeks went off, it was around 2 of the months being a casual resident at the place.
    Now the silence doesn't bother her much as she was engaged herself into several chores plus had enough busy schedule all of the day that in the evening time she used to prefer that silence more peaceful and embrace her precious hours in chit-chats with her mother under the nature's virtue.

    But all of sudden there was an urgent call from her grandparents for her mother so she had to visit them and few of those days were to be spent all alone by Shreya at the home which was quite normal to be in. Next Day her mother left for station while Shreya was her way to job.

    And from there story will be continued...

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  • _soundless_ 20w

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    ʙᴜᴛ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴅᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴍɪɴᴇ��ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɪs ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴄʀᴜsʜ ᴏɴ...ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʟʟʏ ɴᴏᴏᴏᴏᴏᴏᴏᴏᴏ ᴏɴᴇ...ɢᴏᴛ ɪᴛ��

    ɪᴛ's ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴄᴏɴsɪᴅᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴀ ᴛᴇᴇɴᴀɢᴇʀ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴇs ғʀᴏᴍ.

    Okay so time for a ̶f̶̶l̶̶a̶̶s̶̶h̶̶b̶̶a̶̶c̶̶k̶ ̶s̶̶t̶̶o̶̶r̶̶y̶̶.̶̶.̶̶.̶ ;D
    yes storytime...

    It was probably 6 of early moon �� next day she the youngest soul wondering love, went to her crush's place along with both of her cousins.
    While reaching to the location her eyes slightly fell over the guy she was dreaming to meet for so long and Faintly attracted to him.

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    What actually happened was the cutest and bit warmer when she entered the place they were invited to be in.

    The guy asked them for that gathering just spotted three of them at just entrance and pleased with a warm welcome, all among them cherished the reunion so greatly with young fellows again. Few new faces all around seeking to engaged in chit-chats too.

    Rolled her eyes all over the place untill she found her so called "Mr.Charm"...crashed her in pieces seeing him hanging out with a girl held his hand tightly enough and both were embracing the company.

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    Those numb eyes with paled face and expressions of agony seemed cute enough to look at the young soul. Everyone around used to stare and admiring how gracefully she appeared to be.

    Then unexpectedly he came to the girl sat beside and just whispered so remarkably..."someone's burnt up seems like...isn't it?"
    "Damn!... the smell is getting harder enough to keep...uff" That random girl muttered then.
    Everyone around then laughed out loud, spread the merriness in atmosphere.

    But she used to be a DUMBO of all so couldn't recognize the scene and remained silent wholly. Ignored him violently ��...this was too much btw. ��

    Cutest the moment was...instantly he spelled her name with intense of love and pat her head so warmly.
    My God...that feeling was literally unexplainable.
    Then she smiled with pleasure at being cherished so hard.

    For hours they whooped it up and had a whale of time.

    But sad the destiny was no more intended to keep them stay longer and finally it's time for a final goodbye.

    That was the very last time she mentioned him and hold those hands with dignity ♡.

    The end

    As usual every first time meeting with crushes ends up����

    Hope you guys enjoyed ��

    Ps : names aren't disclosed just to maintain anonymity ����

    #storytime

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    The teenage love...

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    She flickered the eyes when dazzling ray engulfed the whole spot. And left to downwards with both of her cousins by 5'O clock in bluish light around.
    Three of them reached the hotel then, took a couple of hours for setting things back and prepping up the breakfast. Whole Day they kept mesmerizing last night moments and the beauty of heavenly spot with amazing random friends around.

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    �������������� ���� ����'�� ������������������ ���� �������������� ���������� �������� ������ �������������� ���� ��������������������, ���������� ������������ �������������� �������������� ������ �������� ���� �������� ���������� ❤

    Well there was also an other pain they all were suffering from. Their bodies were aching like anything.
    Mostly hikers experience post-trial fatigue, soreness and pain at some point.
    Though It's a phenomenal fatigue after hiking.
    And so whole day they spent inside their room just to make their aching bodies rest for while.

    It was around mid of noon they went out for snacks next day. And at last they moved for Short dinner at a cozy restaurant where they had couple of meals and a short lived conversation then became the focal point of all.

    "I wondered where have I noticed that guy before?"
    One of them uttered bit loudly.

    And the tall gent passed by their reservoir. The girl was surprised to realize that she recognized the one of those boys she met last night (though it wasn't the one she had the crush on).

    It was a great fortune he somehow noticed the group of young fellows and surprisingly went to their table and after the exchange of few words they all left the place.

    While walking around a nearby park he asked them to join him and crew for one more time just to celebrate his friend's farewell.

    They accidentally crossed paths and had planned to meet on next day it was surely a pure bliss. (Girl fancied inside)

    She couldn't sleep the whole night and even fantasized the things like a fiction where unexpected things often happen.

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    #storytime

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    Heaven that feeling was: she was continuously blushing :D.
    He then tried to indulge in a casual conversation, she sat there numb...just staring at bright stars with a dumb face.

    He : Umm...yea...hey.
    It's really cold over here...isn't it??

    She just gestured her neck in reply

    He : Btw, your name sounds good to spell.��

    She : yeah thanks ☺(replied with that smile intact)

    He : My name is also cool...if you don't know ��(giggled)

    She again smiled at him ��

    He then extended his hand for the handshake which she reciprocated with the thrumbling hands.

    He : your parents might have selected this name for you...if I'm not wrong��...right???

    She : yeah��

    They both were from different states, with different likes and dislikes, no common thing to start talking with.
    But as it is said "Miracle happens when it's least expected to��".

    All of sudden he went bit closer to her side and the conversation went crazy to a crazy temp start��...

    He : Hey listen! Don't mind Haan...but it's really weird to talk to a person not interested in the conversation at all and just replying, hmm...yeah...thanks and so so .
    I ask you something you didn't replied precisely and not even showing efforts to start the convo...why such act...Am I.....

    Immediately she replied in a high pitch with bright eyes into him

    "Relax dude, hey, what happened?? What? An act? You mean acting? I don't think so and who the hell told you I'm not interested in you. Gosh, it was terribly..."

    He then interrupted her in mid

    "Ahaan...you are??��"

    She : What? ��(Thinking inside "stupid, dumb, idiot...was it really needed to say this in front of him..?" And smiled nervously)

    He : you know what...the girl just sitting by my side is as cute as f**k and of course dumb as anything ����‍♂️...dumbo.

    She : Maybe (again blushing to the highest level and smiled)

    He : again....?

    She : oh...sorry sorry ��

    He : what sorry? I want you to talk frankly to me.
    Okh let me answer anything you ask...start.

    She : What should I...?
    Have you ever had a crush on someone...? (inside, if yes, does it feels like the same I'm feeling right now��)

    He : Umm...there are many, now about whom should I say...?

    (These words smashed her soul so hard it was literally uneasy to reply even)

    "Ohh...that's cool"( she replied with heavy voice)

    He : what about yours..is there anyone you fell for??

    She : No. I think it's getting cold I need to leave bye.

    He : Oh...okh...no problem see yeah. Good night.

    And both left for their respective tents...

    [���� ���� ������������������]


    #storytime

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  • _soundless_ 20w

    �� ������ ���� ������������ �������������� ���� �������� ���� ���������� ����������. ������ ������ �������������� ���� �������� �������� ������'�� ������������������ �������� �������������� ������������������. ���� ���������� �������� ������������ �� ������ ���� �������� ���� �������� ������ ������������ ������������ ������ �������� ������ ���� ���� ���������������������� ������ ���������� ������ ������'�� �������� �������� ����������.

    �������� �������� ���������� ���� ���������������� ��������������������, �������� ���������� �������������� �������������������� ���� �������� ���������� �������� ��������.

    And so, unknowingly the same that young girl started to dig into the hell of temptation considering it as love.

    Staying with some random guys that too at a totally unknown place, just the him and the crew under the dark sky warm fire engraved into her mind heart and soul.
    The most handsome guy ever just sitting beside her alongside the hills at such a mellow point created a thrill in the air.
    Brown eyes, curly hair and that bonny smile sounded so posh grooved his face more.
    She had seen him a couple of time during temp gossips and seemed lost in his charm.

    They were chatting of random things and instantly he look over her, asked if she would like to have part in chats too, smiled and pushed her hair back on ear she gathered everyone in.

    So dashing face going hot...heart pounding...the smile was also reciprocated...nothing came of it except staring and smiling. Funny thing is that, he used to tease each and every friend of his and everyone keep laughing so hard over his silly jokes, except the girl who's just smiling like a fool throughout the time.

    She fantasized him a lot and keep smiling and smiling and just smiling. All went quite noticing if she's all well, they must be thinking her a psycho and even cracked humorous statements over her craziness.
    Her cousins pushed her a lot and certainly she was out of her fancy dreams and kept blushing for next couple of minutes.

    The words were silent, thoughts were unspoken...his manner of chilling her down made her a swan. A dense forest of peacefulness made that moment more alluring.

    It was almost 11 of night, everyone had gone to sleep, the only individuals left awaken there were He and She...

    [���� ���� ������������������]



    #storytime

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  • _soundless_ 21w

    ���� ����������'�� ������������ ������ ������������ ������ ���� ���� �������� ���� ������ ������'�� ��������.

    Reaching the Destined station it appeared like if swaying over ground already, a group of random people were about to leave for hiking. It seemed like everyone in the station was going to explore the nature's virtue with an amazed excitement over faces.

    There was a friendly bunch of people greeted three of the youngsters so warmly even guided them from where they were supposed to start the hike.

    The hike was so long and difficult. Paths were very steep at many of the points and of course no place to rest in mid of journey.
    These guys were not so fond of such long and rough routes and also it was their first time to hike.

    After around 2 hours of hiking they stopped for lunch break up over a slightly plain and were Vibing the allure of atmosphere even had a great play time in between.
    Around an hour of break they resumed the journey somehow reached the Destined location by late afternoon.

    It was a breathtaking view over there, strong wind was blowing and chilly vibes everywhere but apart from that the weather was perfect. The best way to experience heaven.
    They stayed there and admired the view for more than an hour before leaving back to downwards.

    And finally it's time to go back at the initial point of this hiking journey.
    But the destiny wasn't intended to make it so easy for them to reach the point.

    Suddenly a guy among the group of boys just beside three of them fainted down unconsciously. And all of his crew members started harder enough to make him conscious again.
    The girl was so sensitive to seeing such things around and even asked one of his crew members if the fainted guy was doing well or not. That was her very first time she contacted any such random guy out there...

    All the three cousins waited there for making sure all things good. But it's already getting late, cold air, dusky sky and zillions of bright twinkling lights in sky. Almost 7 pm in their watch and resuming such a long way all by alone wasn't so done by those young fellows. So they decided to stay with that crew of boys throughout the way.

    But as the sky was getting darker so, it was dangerous to go through such ways at that time. So, after a conversation of few of minutes they all planned a night stay there at a plain space until the next day began...

    [���� ���� ������������������]



    #storytime #stories #wod @miraquill @writersnetwork

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    ����'�� �������� �������������� ���� �������� �������� ���������������������� ���������������������� ������ ���������� ���������������� ������������������ ������������������ �������� �������� ���� �������� �� ���������� ������. ���������� ������������ ���������� ������������������������ ���������� ���������� ���������� �������� ������������ �������� ���������������� �������������� �������������� ������ �������� �������������� ���� ��������.
    ������ ��������'�� ������ ���� ������ ���� ������ �������� ���� �������� �������� �������������������� ���������� ���� ������ ���������������� ���� ���������� ������ ����������. �������� ����'�� �������������� ������ ���� �������� ���������������� �������� �������������� ���������� �������� �������� ������ �������� ������������������ ���������������� �������� �������� �������� ���������������� ���� ������������ ��������. ������ ���� ������������ ���������������� ���������� �������� �������� ������������.

    And this story, I'm gonna narrate is kind of similar to the teenage love.

    So here it begins..

    That was her first solo trip to Vellore which was approx 2,158 km far from the town she used to stay with her grandparents.
    As she was very young (in her early 17s) so, that's really not acceptable for her family to permit such a solo trip but she was the loveable of whole at same time so somehow they couldn't deny her. And for the sake of her safety they ask her to accompany few of her cousins in this journey.

    It was about a week vacation, she left her place with one of the cousins who's precisely 1 year older to her and the another one's waiting for them to pick up right before the station to leave. Yeah that was a train journey which took them almost 1 Day and few hours to reach the Destined location.

    Three of them having a great time there with time to time family interruptions for assurance if the kids were doing well or not...almost two of days ended in exploring some of the most beautiful surrounding temples and ancient sculptures nearby, even they have captured all those alluring moments in their cameras. That's going obviously happiest vacation of all.

    Now the day three began with a perfect golden ray-fall over their window of hotel room.
    It was going to be an adventurous camping trip as they were planning to visit the Swamimalai hills for hiking and all.

    Taxi was waiting right downstairs to pick them all for hills and within an hour of packing they left for the new journey...

    [���� ���� ������������������]


    #storytime #stories #wod @miraquill
    Thanks bae @writersnetwork

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  • arunymous 23w

    Anything with a purpose,
    Everything with a game,
    Something with a quest,
    Nothing is a waste!


    ©arunymous

  • pikeeye 36w

    Cutting a long story short

    There was a long story that is summarised by this short story.
    A story of two but the same stories.
    The full and much longer version of the story, equivalent In height word for word in length will stand upwards to 120 storeys.
    It's a wholly true story but if im honest to be true it's not fully whole as I had to of course given the story title cut it that bit short.

    ©pikeeye

  • likwidsay10 36w

    Brilliant

    It was a sunny bright morning and I had some errands to run in town. I grabbed my car keys and purse. I grabbed my sun glasses and put them on. I arrived at town and headed to the first place on my to do list, groceries. As I walked through the isles of the market people were giving me strange looks and I wondered why. I just thought it was strange. Next on the list was send out a parcel. So I headed to the post office and while in line. The people were looking at me strange and I thought how odd. Why? I had few more places to go but as I got home. I entered the front door and glance at myself in the mirror on the wall next to the door. I always check myself out in the mirror to see if look alright. It was then that I realized my sunglasses where missing a lens and me being blind in that one eye. I couldn't see that the lens was gone. I felt embarrassment flush on my cheeks but I had to laugh. So I walked through town with one lens on my sun glasses. Brilliant. No wonder why people were looking at me strange.

    ©Likwidsay10

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    Several times she called their name but not even a single revert she got from anyone of them. This insane act of both the girls, so enraged her,she resolved to make one final effort for, and determined to make a call to Cloe's mother to brief her about all.

    Just while she was dialing numbers on wireline,Pierced the silence,she noted a terrifying bawl from the room way to downstairs and sallied forth. Never having spotted such a grotesque circumstances before, she naturally was terribly frightened and after a second hasty glance at the awful phantom flashed before her. That door was no more unlocked and a blue like beam engulfed the whole space there. Quite unconsciously she trod as lightly as possible inside that room.

    All of sudden she went off into the most Piercing shrieks from Vive's room up there. Petulantly ran up to then, and shockingly found no one there. That all alarmed at first, but when she noticed hall clock struck on 12, she got really agitated and finally decided to make a visit to Cloe's place again.

    On reaching her house she found an abandoned house sinked in huge green grasses rippled ground. The arrival of Cloe's mom surprisingly then baffled her. However she asked about girls, then Cloe's mother hold her hands affectionately and narrated the every single event she went through.

    She told her that whatever she might have seen or heard wasn't real at all. That day also when she came to her place, the all she made off was just an illusion. The moment she was talking with Cloe's uncle was totally unnatural and when she asked her to leave with Vive as early as possible as that was all leading to a satirical happening. But she unfortunately be lated for the same and made Vive remarked by that evil spirit. And next day while she heard that smashing in downstairs was not just a sound of slamming wooden floor but it was Cloe who killed Vive during a game.
    Yes, Cloe was dead too she wasn't alive anymore as she loved to bother Vive, so just took her with and the man she encountered as her uncle was also a bad spirit caused Cloe died years back.

    And she also told her that Vive's body was still there in that room she breathed last and asked her to go there and check for.

    Listening to all this illogical creeps, she pushed her back and rushed towards her house wishing that Vive must be in a deep sleep so might not have replied. Reaching there she was like paralyzed and fell down to her knees. Her lil angel was no more.

    However Cloe's mom tried to handle her and after few days she left that house.

    How hard that was for her to imagine that firstly she came there with Vive and now returning back without her baby girl forever slept in peace. She was literally dead inside broken like anything.

    As she stepped out doors closed by own
    And the story ends here.

    #storytime Part-5

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