MY DEBUT BOOK

Happy that I have published my debut work “Still Loved Still Missed”. It is a short story collection containing 14 stories and a poem. It has 78 pages and is of nominal price.

It would be great if you can read it.

If you can review it, that will definitely be a bonus and happiness.

Here are the links to purchase the paperback version:

IF YOU ARE IN INDIA

  1. NOTIONPRESS
  2. AMAZON.IN 

  

IF IN OTHER COUNTRIES

AMAZON.COM

AMAZON.CO.UK

 

KINDLE VERSION

AMAZON.IN  (Inside India)

AMAZON.COM

 

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Better late than never

Source: http://mrg.bz/n22FGA

 

The thing he hailed as love started corroding her, from inside out.
Once a quick decision maker was presently a powerless darling.
She had to consult him for everything, even to state if it was day or night.
Her glow faded away with her smartness.

Luckily, it was not too late when she learned to differentiate love from thralldom.
By making a dangerous but successful flee, she allowed him to rust in pieces.

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{Sunday Photo Fiction-July 7  2019}

A poem from my book “STILL LOVED STILL MISSED”

LOVE UNDER THE LAVENDER TREE

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{Pic: imagine-mexico.com}

“Under the lavender tree we stood,

A wrinkled face you looked, mine.

Your heart got hooked, it seemed;

When were you born?‖ you asked.

 

I, then, took a travel down my

Memory lane; re-lived the day,

When I was the chubby girl, saw you first

Under the same lavender tree.

 

Briskly you walked; rarely you smiled

Even to your few fellow friends.

And, I was invisible to your eyes;

A shadow masked you, I guess.

 

A cheery spring sent me in,

To your eyes (and to your heart?)

Under the same lavender tree

I stood smiling, my mind at cloud nine.

 

…………………………………………………………………

Now, we are worn and torn,

But still, you ask when I was born.

Know and note, my beloved, the day

I saw you, was the day I was born. ”

© Mridula

To read the whole poem and other tiny tales, buy STILL LOVED STILL MISSED from any source below:

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Beyond a Mysterious Journey

Beyond a Mysterious Journey (SPIRITS OF TIME Book 1) by [Suman, Madhuparna]

 

There are not many books in the genre of travelogue plus fantasy.

Introducing you an interesting read in this genre : Beyond a Mysterious Journey (SPIRITS OF TIME Book 1) by Madhuparna Suman.

Briefing the book

  • A mixture of travelogue, supernatural elements & fantasy.
  • The story begins where a couple decides to go on a foreign trip to Georgia, to escape their boring life.
  • The story turns into fantasy once they visit a palace out of their plan and get trapped there. Will they survive the trap they got in there?

The book is one of a kind, say most readers.

So get your hands on it…… SOON.

Available on Notion Press , Amazon And Flipkart

Forget not to leave your reviews. Have a fantastic read!

 

 

 

 

Beware of the old men in suits

Train Station

Photo Credit: C.E. Ayr

The old man in the executive suit holding a black briefcase in his right hand, impatiently examined his watch every 30 seconds. From the looks, it was evident he was waiting for his train. Late running trains were unfamiliar to him.

Within seconds two trains passed fast in opposing directions in the adjacent rail tracks. Not his.

“I would be fired today for the lateness!” He told as if to someone, but none indeed heard him as his voice sank in the trains’.

“Martha and kids would be waiting! I can’t be late!“Martha and kids would be waiting! The stranger smirked.

He sat in a vacant chair, cross-legged, his briefcase kept on his right side.

Moments later he smiled recollecting how he and his brother used to catch fish by diving in the deep waters near his childhood home. He was always better than his brother.

When the next train came, he was still demonstrating his skills, made a jump into the water.

A couple of days later a family in search of their missing schizophrenic father received his body.

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180 words

{Sunday Photo Fiction}

Exceptional Lives

PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

Every time I think of my hundred-year-old great grandmother, I remember her room window. A black-and-white photograph that pictures a woman gifted with a rare beauty, looking out through her window, longing for her long away husband flashes in mind.

After decades, all saw her; a mother looking through the window mourning her gone son.

The youngest generation loved her as their favorite humorist who always sat beside the window.

She had seen so much life that after she was gone, even her window and the bricks of her room started recounting her tales. Something we all like to cherish.

 

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100 words

{Friday Fictioneers}

Lasting Love

three line tales, week 159: a little fellow dangling from a graffiti heart
Photo by Nick Fewings via Unsplash

Many marry, just the play of immature love.
Many marry, learn to tie the perfect knot of a hanging rope.
Some marry and find the wedded bliss.
True Love is the last love, lasting love.

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35 words

{Three Line Tales, Week 159}