Her lungs were burning, her calves were aching, she was about to give up. "Just five more laps. Five more." Her brain said. "Forget about them, forget about what people say. They don't matter. Do it for yourself. That's what matters the most." Continued her brain. With determination in her heart and goal in her... Continue Reading →
Her anger incinerated everything, She was like a blazing inferno. Unstoppable. Eventually leading to her own destruction... [Images: http://www.weheartit.com] © 2016 Sonali Pawar. All Rights Reserved.
Thanks to a workshop conducted at the office a while ago, I got to know about this app, HaikuJAM where one can write haikus. A haiku in English is a very short poem in the English language, following to a greater or lesser extent the form and style of the Japanese haiku. A typical haiku is a... Continue Reading →
She had dreams in her eyes, the kind that brightened up her eyes To fly high in the sky... © 2016 Sonali Pawar. All Rights Reserved.
He rolled down the windows of his black phantom to take a last glance of his home, the home he could never come back to because he chose money over family. With a heavy heart and regret filled eyes, he drove off. [Image Source: www.aboutyourmother.com] © 2016 Sonali Pawar. All Rights Reserved.
“Blonder hair, flat chest TV says, “Bigger is better.” South beach, sugar free Vogue says, “Thinner is better.” ~ Beyonce Knowles, Pretty Hurts “It doesn’t matter to people what you think. People will be at your beck and call only if you are beautiful.” She had grown up to the teachings of her mother. Looking... Continue Reading →
DISCLAIMER: This piece has nothing to do with the real fairytale and is only a part of my imagination. I decided to spice things up by writing Cinderella from Lady Tremaine's (the wicked step-mother) point of view and this is just an excerpt. Everyone in the world thinks I was an awful mother, to my... Continue Reading →
She ran frantically with bloodied hands and tears dripping down her cheeks, screaming for help. She didn't mean to kill him, she loved him. But he had been bad to her, very bad. He had done things she couldn't speak about. She told the police about what she had done and how it had happened, but no one... Continue Reading →