As Time Flies

F   is for 'Forever' Photo prompt -Ted Strutz “Papa this is my car. Never sell it… I’ll take it to the college,” said little He. I knew it was not a possibility but never thought they would strip me of my glory. Little you used to ride with me; I heard your first Gibberish. You spent each day with me until a few years back and now you’ll abandon me, I wanted to say as they started pulling me. A voice caught my attention – “Papa this is my car. Never sell it… let it stay in the backyard please,” said ‘his’ little ‘she’.  Guess I’ll stay forever. ................................................................................................................................ Linking this post to ABC-W where you can read more posts, this Wednesday the letter is 'F' .  The post is also a part of the ever-inspiring Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle and the Six Sentence stories hosted by Denise

“Honey, do you see those duct tapes there? Well, I patched up the door; that naughty thing hurt itself after bumping into me yesterday night. A compassionate man, I fixed the ugly scratches and bruises,” said Adam boastfully when he saw his wife transfixed by the door after seeing his work.  CREDIT

Courtesy “Colors turned my monochrome living into a Vibgyor, the chits made me believe in me and the jar helped me believe that there is more to life than what meets the eye,” Dia told the reporter. The journalist sat enthralled by the petite lady who beat death at its game and survived the odds to share her story with the world.

A is for Ache Photo by Free-Photo at Pixabay.com He understood why they say 'love is blind' for there she had a warm smile for the ordinary green while the exquisite and bright member of the species felt neglected.  He sat on the edge, gazing at her beauty while she ignored him like always. So has the heart ever made you feel vulnerable? Is the love really blind or is it a case of one-sided affection?  Inspiration : Twittering Tales Linking to : ABC-W

B is for beginnings... A quote I read and loved - "We are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think. When the mind is pure, joy follows like a shadow that never leaves." Life is an empty notebook where I inscribe and illustrate my journey, certain pages come out vibrant whereas others are lacklustre. Each page has a new font, colour, alignment. Creating a fresh start on a new page is possible but changing the notebook is not possible. Not that I wish to change mine but sometimes when the emotions start blackmailing and the grass appears greener on the other side, this notion just pops up.   I have learned quite a bit over the years and am more liberal to choose my stationery, I am more into creating my original craft, filling in colour that appeals to me at that moment. I just create and let myself enjoy each moment . Photo Credit -pixabay