Plot 2 of Shravya & Vishal – The First Meet is the first interaction between Shravya and Vishal
Shravya + Vishal: Timeless Love
Vishal and Shravya were meeting each other after a long time. But will they be able to meet and greet after that huge gap?
Microtale on Sun & Love | The Scribbled Writings
S beautiful poetry between sunlight, sand, tan and love.
Devote Time & Dare To Follow Your Dreams
It took me a long time to realize things that I love the most.
A Woman’s Battle | The Scribbled Writings
Every woman is an influencer who battle out their challenges every single day – personally, socially at work and inside the concrete walls of so called house. You are the change with immense power and responsibility.
Microtale on Writings | The Scribbled Writings
Writing was natural for her.
Microtale on Relations | The Scribbled Writings
Relationships in the storms of change.
Microtale on Infinite Love | The Scribbled Writings
Microtale on infinite love
Microtale on Love & Thoughts| The Scribbled Writings
Not all love is expressed.
Microtale on Monsoon | The Scribbled Writings
Not all monsoons are merrier.
Microtale on Reason | The Scribbled Writings
Who is the reason behind your breath?
Microtale on Love | The Scribbled Writings
A different kind of Love Story.
Microtale on Inspiration | The Scribbled Writings
People become inspirations, they do.
Microtale on Fear | The Scribbled Writings
Micro Tale on Fear | The Scribbled Writings
Microtale on Winters | The Scribbled Writings
What comes to your mind when you say winters? A microtale on Winters | The Scribbled Writings
THE STEP TO SUMMIT
We are born as human beings – to set an example, to defy the odds.
Replica of You, Dad
An ode to my Dad.
128 SECONDS CHANGED ME | I LEARNT AN IMPORTANT TRAIT IN LIFE
Everyone has a story that you know nothing about.
Microtale on Relations | The Scribbled Writings
Relations need to be a bit crazy.
Microtale on Memories | The Scribbled Writings
Do you search the skies to contain your memories?
Microtale on Strength | The Scribbled Writings
Everyone is a story. An open book filled with shades of different colours painting a picture of their life.
Microtales on Time | The Scribbled Writings
Time was the only hope you can cling to.
Reset Yourself | The Scribbled Writings
And whatever you try to accomplish, start and don’t stop until you complete it, no longer how long it takes.
We Fall, Just To Rise | The Scribbled Writings
Don’t lose hope, for there is a sunrise after sunset.
Mumbai Maketh Me | The Scribbled Writings
It’s true, we carry the traces of where we are from. You are the iota of where you belong. Mumbai Maketh Me is a sonnet where I describe about my presence, my life and a tribute to the place where I reside. This is me, I’m Mumbai. Mumbai Maketh Me.
Fight Fear | The Scribbled Writings
Human brain is wired in such a way that it won’t allow you to take steps that might hurt you. We fear, sometimes a lot.
The Whispering Winds| The Scribbled Writings
For me, travelling is an art. I tie up the laces of my shoes and a dramatic journey begins.
Microtale on Conversations
Manage to read between the lines in any conversation and you will write a story.
Smile, I’ll Fall For You
Sometimes I wonder why unpredictable things surprise us. Like someone’s smile make us skip a beat, a wink can give us flushed cheeks, and a touch can send us a shrill. SMILE, I’LL FALL FOR YOU is one such 18-line sonnet that I felt watching someone for a brief moment of time. Hope you find the emotions bring the complete scenario right in front of your eyes. Comment, Like and Share if you loved reading it as much as I did writing it down.
Reach Out For You, Even In The Dark | The Scribbled Writings
In life, for our best relationships to last long, we have to give some time and space.
Microtale on Presence
There are some people in our lives we binge on. And at the need of hour, it’s not their physical presence that appeases our soul, but just the thought of them makes us feel happy.
Microtale on Identity
When identity was questioned, what would you answer, questions Karthik in his microtale.
Not Lost | The Scribbled Writings
And in his thoughts lost, I found love in a different way, where he lived in the tranquility.
Microtale on Choices | The Scribbled Writings
We might have the right to make choices for ourselves but we definitely do not have the right to do that for someone else. Choice isn’t gender biased just as feminism. A concept that is unanimously misunderstood.
Pedal Forward, One revolution a Time | The Scribbled Writings
Sometimes I fear, Making me shed a tear. Thinking about my life, I know it’s a long strife. Gripped in the fear of my destiny, Ah, it’s not just my story, but of many. I fear failure ending up in closed doors and uncharted paths, Is it the same even in…
Microtale on Silence | The Scribbled Writings
Only a few people understand who you are within.
Be a Root, Not a Flower | The Scribbled Writings
In life, there are moments so severe, so absolute, in our workplace or in personal relationships that you can’t be in the limelight of every single good thing that you aim to do. You can’t have the credit of the thought which you might have triggered to someone / for something. At times, you have…
Microtale on Heart | The Scribbled Writings
Microtale on Heart
Microtale on Change | The Scribbled Writings
Change is an opportunity to you. Embrace it else it’s just a missed opportunity.
Microtale on Life | The Scribbled Writings
Sometimes you have to wait and stay strong in the hurdles of life. Nothing is perfect.
Depression | The Scribbled Writings
Life is indeed beautiful! Sometimes it’s a bit messy,and always unpredictable.
Microtale on Climate Change | The Scribbled Writings
If not today, then we all will be responsible for the ugly repercussions.
Microtale on Moving on! | The Scribbled Writings
Sometimes letting go is the best thing rather than making it difficult for yourself.
Microtale on Love | The Scribbled Writings
Things that were simpler and easier can be difficult at times.
Microtale on Irony | The Scribbled Writings
Every new day is the reason to keep your dreams alive, to accomplish them.
Microtale on Monsoon | The Scribbled Writings
Microtale on Monsoon
Shadows Give Strength | The Scribbled Writings
A real note to true friends.
Microtale on Miracles | The Scribbled Writings
Miracles are not magic.
MEETING THE ENDS
A story that I wished to end.
Microtale on Karma | The Scribbled Writings
Read again,you might get lost. Because its Karma.
