Parvathi J

Joined November 2022

0 stories

Bio

Bombarded with thoughts, I chose to put them on paper, and here I am learning to write.

Evolving over time, through experiences, and here I am trying to act mature ;)

Stories (22/0)

Community service
Leaning onto the step handrail, she looked at the snow piled up until the front door of Mr.Grumpy's home. She was tired, but her only comfort was that it was her last task and ten more dollars to attain her goal.
By Parvathi J5 months ago in Fiction
A long journey
Away from home, Beyond the horizon, Chasing the life of my dreams, Driven by my heart's desire, Embarking the bustling streets of Manhattan,
By Parvathi J5 months ago in Poets
Silly Dramas
you pinched my thigh, signing the time, to celebrate a piece of your favorite pie, ** rubbing my eyes, I wake up with a jolt to mime,
By Parvathi J6 months ago in Poets
Helplessness
Haunting it is to live with your mother, risking it is the life of my son, the dowry request to be fulfilled, the market of the marriage license signed for producing a baby,
By Parvathi J7 months ago in Poets
A conference call
About that guy, boss Popped was, "I am that guy, boss" Dead meeting, now live.
By Parvathi J8 months ago in Poets
The light will carry you.
Walking through the busy street, alongside the travelers like me, experiencing the place as its whole, mingling with the local people,
By Parvathi J9 months ago in Art
Is that your,
I gaze at him, He sets his eye, I grin, He bows, I call, He rose, I walk, He runs, I hide, He digs,
By Parvathi J12 months ago in Poets
The Silence
Drowsy with a pool of thoughts, Invoking the power of sleep was unlikely, Sound of conch poking the nerves, Twisting to see at the emptiness,
By Parvathi Jabout a year ago in Poets
Homework
Walking through the crowd, trying to get hold of her dad, who wasn't looking back, she stood at her usual waiting spot. It had happened so often that she couldn't take it anymore. Afraid of being alone, traveling alone, and getting lost in the jungle, she decided to have a waiting spot.
By Parvathi Jabout a year ago in Fiction
A long run
Sliding into my uncle's room and opening up his jammed drawers of cigarette packets, I grabbed his cassette collections. This moment was my entry ticket to the world of English songs.
By Parvathi Jabout a year ago in Beat
At a summer camp
With the chill rising in the room, I pulled the sheets from my friend, thinking she had taken mine. Then, a tug of war woke me to the shock of four bodies lying on the floor.
By Parvathi Jabout a year ago in Fiction
Hide and Seek
Seeing you seek, watching you peek, I stand inside the closet, waiting for you, Seeing you walk, hearing you speak,
By Parvathi Jabout a year ago in Poets

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