Last Choice

I have lived a well-planned life. My mom used to tell me that I have my own decisions, ever since I’m a toddler. I choose what will I wear. I choose what will I eat. I choose anything and everything. Yep. My parents never win. My student-self is as picky as my toddler-self. I grew… Continue reading Last Choice

Seasons: Epilogue

First three parts were published last Tuesday, Wednesday and yesterday. Warm wind’s blowing. Loud silence’s piercing. With blank mind and an about-to-burst heart, I remained still as I look at your grave. Our story ended, more than five years ago. On that fateful autumn day, when I waited for you. But you never waited for… Continue reading Seasons: Epilogue

Seasons: Finale

First two parts were published last Tuesday and yesterday. “This can’t be,” my mind whispered. But my heart and my senses knew, this is him. When I finally looked into his dark brown eyes, words ran out of me. Anger and sadness left me. I am numb. He stared back and looked through my eyes as his… Continue reading Seasons: Finale

Seasons: Part 2

First part was published yesterday. Chilling shivers crawled in my veins when I saw my bloody-self inside my wrecked car. “So what am I now? Am I a soul now? Am I dead? Am I alive?” I shouted but no voice left me. The ambulance arrived. Several medical staffs tried to retrieve my blood-soaked body. The unfolding scene is nauseating but I… Continue reading Seasons: Part 2

Seasons: Part 1

My soul still searches for you. For five long years, I was able to avoid this street. I was able to forget this area. I wanted to avoid you. I wanted to avoid us until my car stopped. It ceased to move, for reasons I don’t know. I guess it brought me here, to the corner we call our… Continue reading Seasons: Part 1

Like Father, Like Son

The familiar high-pitched screech of tires, the familiar loud cheers of race enthusiasts, welcomed me as if it was just yesterday. Two decades ago, my heart’s racing as the man who owns it zooms for his dream trophy. Now my old beating ticker’s jittery again, this time for our beloved son. My love lost both--… Continue reading Like Father, Like Son

FREE on Amazon: Bound by Life by Arpita Pramanick

Bound by Life by Arpita Pramanick of Scribbles@Arpita is now available for FREE on Amazon! I am lucky to have read this debut short stories collection and you dare not miss this chance of making this yours! 🙂 To show why, here's a short excerpt from the review that I have written last February! ❤ What I Love:… Continue reading FREE on Amazon: Bound by Life by Arpita Pramanick

Numbered Mind

Three is my favourite number. But after that candle-incident, it’s now four. There are four candles in my cake. Mom and Dad want me to blow them all. I didn’t. Mom shouted, but not at me. She cried, wailed on the floor while I group the pasta strands in three, silently. She went inside their room then… Continue reading Numbered Mind

Fleeting

Mom always says “don’t let the sun come down without patching things up and don’t forget to kiss or even say goodbye”. But last night was the worst argument that we had. For the first time in almost sixteen years of marriage, he slept on the sofa and went to his office without saying goodbye.… Continue reading Fleeting

Remember

Finally, my dear, we are able to step our feet in this old, culture-rich, beautiful country. It took as so many years to get here, a lot of low-paying sideline jobs, a lot of tiring graveyard shifts, a lot of painful tears and stinky sweat, just to fulfill our European-dream. Remember my love, that today is the… Continue reading Remember