Wednesday, August 5, 2020

Aradhna Shukla

Solace is my companion best, Exploring within is like a fest, As I sit in silence, thoughts emerge, I seamlessly stitch them with words diverge. My passion is new, but talent is old , As many a time, magic with words I unfold.
6 WRITINGS

The Waiting Room

Dr. Lokesh stretched his hands and stood upright, wiped the beads of sweat as his skin dazzled in the scorching sun. Time was running...

The Sound of Love

 Little Gretl could hardly keep her eyes shut.  The thundering monster outside challenged her. His flashing eyes and scary roar made the seven Von...

ANIMAL INSTINCTS

O’ winter, O ’cold, what did you do? Morphed me into a creature of species new, You triggered in me reflexes unseen, Unknown in humans, but in...

Doomsday

“Breakfast time!” yelled Mrs. Cooper straining her tender voice making sure her family of 102 was warned. Each of her 100 kids, lined up...

The Lie

As the rounded Sun trekked up to the mountain top, the friendly rooster synced his wake up calls with the melodious warble of the...

Invisible Self

Scurrying across the long corridor, lined by the ebullient lot of sophomores, Aarti, avoided all eye contact and shyly moved to the freshman classroom...