Jan 23, 2019
Written by Aravind Subramani ( @aravindsubramani_ ) #trynewwritings #aravindsubramani https://www.instagram.com/p/Bs9R0fQh3VO/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=bwhthk1wl53
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Written by Aravind Subramani ( @aravindsubramani_ ) #trynewwritings #aravindsubramani https://www.instagram.com/p/Bs9R0fQh3VO/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=bwhthk1wl53
"Anything else sir?" The waiter asked. "Sir??" He stood their for a while confused, looking at my unresponsive lips. Cluster of thoughts were circling inside my mind. The half sipped coffee in front of me was losing its charm and warmth slowly. I pulled out my phone from the pocket. The screen was blunt, And, I saw a girly reflection on my phone screen. I turned back and there she was, standing behind me, with red eyes, and intense sadness. I understood something wrong with her, at least I thought I could. But, things were different that day. Earlier that day, she called me and informed to meet her at this cafe. But, her voice was half-baked and I sensed some nervousness inbetween her words. I reached the cafe before 20 minutes. I guided her to sit. Her lips were pale pink, Her eyes were exhausted, her face was lit with nervousness. She faked a smile. I too. "So, coffee?" I asked her. She saw my half sipped coffee mug on the table, and, had a glance at me, "I'll have this one itself!" she said. But, she didn't consume the coffee and, her index finger was circling around the round surface of the coffee mug; slowly and steadily. "So, what's up?" I broke her swirls. "Uhmm," she struggled to start. Unexplainable silence surrounded us. "I want to show you something." She said. She unzipped her bag and a brown fluffy pup jumped out of it. I was amused and confused at the same time. "Dad, this pup I found near our street, and the moment I saw it, I couldn't hold myself, so I took it to our home and it's with us for the past 3 days." She stammered. "What? I didn't see it around in our house" I replied. "It was in my room and I couldn't hide it anywhere, today mom saw it and ordered me to take it out and leave it on the street, but I couldn't, you should speak with her dad, please.. please.." She started to weep. "Don't worry, I'll talk with her." I replied hugging her. That evening, in our home, after few hours of discussions, I got approval from my wife. A hug and a kiss did the magic. Now, we have a tiny, cute member added to our family and an unimaginable happiness on my daughter's face. written by - Aravind Subramani #trynewwritings #aravindsubramani https://www.instagram.com/p/BrAXdrKhUzB/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=qd87u1ea3ahm
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I was playing on the street near my home, with my friends. When the time for lunch neared, we all felt hungry and slowly one by one started to leave to our homes. I was the last one to leave. All of a sudden, one teenage boy blocked my way and asked my name, I barely remember his face. I didn't answer him, since maa told me not to speak with strangers, especially with boys. I tried to walk away from him, he held my hand firmly; I shrugged. I shouted for help but no one was around. He quickly groped my boobs and ran away. I couldn't react. I stood there still, with tears flooding my eyes. When I reached home, mom asked me "what's wrong diya?". "I fell down while playing and hurt myself." I said. The first-ever lie of my life. That night I couldn't sleep. I felt degraded. It was disgusting. Why did he do that to me? Why? What made him to do that? What is the fun in groping my boobs and running away? Will he do this to his mother or other girls? A thousand questions popped in my mind. Without my conciousness, my eyes were flooding, I can't control my tears. Days passed like this and one day, me and my friends were playing on the same street. And when I went to fetch some water, I saw one of my friend sitting under the neem tree, weeping and looking worried. I asked her why she is crying. She said nothing and signalled me to go away. When I turned back, I could see that same boy who harassed me running at a distance. My nerves freezed for a second, I could sense what might've happened to my friend. That day I realised, I'm not the only victim. And over the period of time, I got to know that not only women, even men are also sexually abused. All the girls/boys, I've met in my life so far, had a similar or different sexual harasement backstory. Some of them were really intense. "Got it? You shouldn't be like mom or the rest of the girls/boys, whenever someone sexually abuse or harass you, raise your voice, file a complaint, drag him/her before the law and make him/her plead for their life on your feet." I mused to the soul residing in my womb. Written by - Aravind Subramani #trynewwritings #aravindsubramani #creativewriting #ustoo #readers #writers #metoo https://www.instagram.com/p/Bpb7q-Ohm5K/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1hk6bhofpx9nh
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The winter had a long-lasting impact on me and I was again frozen with your thoughts from head to toe. The way you laughed for my shitty jokes just to make me feel good, the way you raised your eyebrows when I made sense, the way you teased me just to make me feel bad and then calm with your love, the way you hopped over the reddish tiles in the park, holding my hand... . These thoughts, they never leave me. Never. I buried them alive, hoping they'll suffocate to death. But, they have already spread their roots strong enough to kill me from inside. I barely breathe, when your thoughts accompany my mind. I barely speak. But, I'm profused with love. Pure love, I must say. At times, I disconnect my self from this world and drown in your thoughts. It smooths my pain and heals my loneliness. At times, your thought burns me alive. Such an amusing Paradox you are. My paradox. Nothing much I can do, I wait for the next season to arrive, hoping that your thoughts will leave me. Summer arrived, I wait for autumn now. Written by - Yobu Livingston #trynewwritings #aravindsubramani #creativewriting #writing #reading #writers #readers #microtales #nanotales #fiction #shortstories #feelings #musing #flashfiction #emotions #thoughts #prose #bookstagram #writerscommunity #writingislife #storytelling #love #poetry #poem #life #literature #books #quotes #read #write https://www.instagram.com/p/BozAXgvB7vj/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=8q9zauly30t9
Last night, I dozed off in a bar. When I woke up, I found my hand clenching to a wine glass, and drops of wine dripping from it. I squeezed my eyes and tried my best to regain what had happened last night, but I failed miserably. I drove myself to home. The time was nearer to 6 a.m. I quietly sneaked through the main door like a cat and hurried to my room. I undressed myself and stood below the shower. Water rushed from my head to toe, the colour of water turned red when it reached my toes. I screamed my lungs out. I quickly gulped my emotions and shut my scream. Fear surrounded. Some sudden memories flashed across my mind. An unknown face over my body, I'm trying hard to push him away, he thrusts on me. My eyes shut down. This is what I could hardly remember. The next second, my mind concluded that I was raped. My nerves freezed. Everything around me felt blurred. I fell on the ground. When I woke up, I found a needle pierced above my finger and drops of glucose dripping from a plastic bottle above my head. I felt guilty to look at my mom but I finally pulled up the courage and said "Maa, we have to file a case to the police and find the man who assaulted me". "You shouldn't have been to a bar late night!" came her reply. Her reply took my soul off. Written by - Aravind Subramani #trynewwritings #aravindsubramani #writing #reading #writers #readers #microtales #shortstories #feelings #musing #flashfiction #emotions #writerslife #english #writerscommunity #writingislife #storytelling #nanotales #poetry #poem #fiction #literature #books #quotes #readandwrite https://www.instagram.com/p/BohLBNABdvj/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1r6gum2awr2om