“As a woman I have no country. As a woman I want no country. As a woman, my country is the whole world.”
― Virginia Woolf

Dearest Family,

I am back again.

First of all thanking, all the members and readers who participated in the writing prompt of February Month. If you still wish to submit with us we have no deadline. We are happy to receive your entries anytime.

Here is the link to read all the stories for the previous month writing prompts.

Our theme for March is Women.

We are giving you all the weekly topics in…

Why shall I fear you? You don’t even live with me Why shall I be worried about you? You don’t even feel for me Why shall I hear your cries? When my heart is equally broken Why shall I clean your clothes? When it’s your hands that need to be washed more Why shall I bear the trauma alone? When you have made me go through all this Why shall I seek the approval of others? When it was you who was always afraid of them Why shall I let myself down to keep you intact? Why shall I let…

Trigger Warning: this article contains descriptions of domestic violence and abuse that may not be suitable for all readers. Fearless community, please read with care.

“Has he ever trapped you in a room and not let you out? Has he ever raised a fist as if he were going to hit you? Has he ever thrown an object that hit you or nearly did? Has he ever held you down or grabbed you to restrain you? Has he ever shoved, poked, or grabbed you? Has he ever threatened to hurt you? If the answer to any of these questions is…

“When you loved someone and had to let them go, there will always be that small part of yourself that whispers, “What was it that you wanted and why didn’t you fight for it?” ― Shannon L. Alder

When I was coming up with this prompt I knew deep within my heart that I will have to share my view with you all.

To tell you the truth, I find the concept of Soulmates a bit too overhyped and out of the loop in this world. At times I certainly feel that I don’t belong here. The reason is simple…

In the Morning
My world is full
of distractions
Hearing them out
Loud and clear
The voice of
Street Hawkers
Stepping to the
Stairs of my parents
To make me
A Cup of Coffee
I sit on their bed
And cherish it
Like an old friend.

In the afternoon
My world is sleepy
Lazy and full of yawns
When I just want to
Lay down and sleep
Some more but then
Sleep ditches me like
Always and I get up
To read a book on
The kindle and watch
Series/movies on my
iPad.

In the evening My world is full…