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Five Sentence Fiction – Sunshine

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Five Sentence Fiction – Sunshine



Father while getting ready for his office called her ‘ lazy bones get up there is all sunshine waiting for you go for a walk and get some vitamin D for your bones.’

‘Just five minutes father’ she started singing loudly, ‘Give me some sunshine, Give me some rain, Give me another chance, I want to grow up once again’ , he laughed ‘ I know your five minutes, at least half an hour more you will be in bed begging sunshine and an another chance to grow.’

He went to his office and exactly half an hour later someone from father’s office was at her door ‘ your father is no more’ he said.

No…!It’s impossible, how it can happen to me…he was just 52, I’m just 2o…..just five months back I had finished my exams and have come to live with my father, life changed totally but  had to except everything and move on.

Life is so unpredictable; sometimes there will be clouds, sometimes sunshine; why not make full use of sunshine when it is still there, why take everything and everyone for granted?


Prompts for the Promptless – Ep. 10 – Saudade

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.Prompts for the Promptless – Ep. 10 – Saudade

Saudade is a Portuguese word that describes a deep emotional state of nostalgic longing for an absent something/someone that one loves. Moreover, it often carries a repressed knowledge that the object of longing will never return.

Saudade was once described as “the love that remains” after someone is gone. Saudade is the recollection of feelings, experiences, places or events that once brought excitement, pleasure, well-being, which now triggers the senses and makes one live again. It can be described as an emptiness, like someone (e.g., one’s children, parents, sibling, grandparents, friends, pets) or something (e.g., places, things one used to do in childhood, or other activities performed in the past) that should be there in a particular moment is missing, and the individual feels this absence. It brings sad and happy feelings all together, sadness for missing and happiness for having experienced the feeling.


My father expired when i was 20 years old, just out of my college  after my graduation. Few things he said I always remember , he was witty, humorous and fun loving. He could not stand silence, he will always turned  on the radio. He never said a harsh word to  my mother and his children. Here is my little poem for him,


Father said,

get up you lazy bones,

birds are out of nest,

chirping, jumping on the branches.

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do some exercise or play,

I never listened and slept.

Father said,

only dreaming and playing,

will take you nowhere,

Study hard  and get some knowledge.

Knowledge is power

knowledge will get you connected with all.

I paused and

to play,  I left.

Now father is no more,

my life is in shambles,

my bones all grumble,

all those teachings of  my father,

I remembered and wept.

A Word A Week Photo Challenge: Smile

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A WORD A WEEK PHOTO CHALLENGE – SMILE  -A good exercise for facial muscles.

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