Family
Memories, Voices, and the Unexpected Twists of Life
Our minds hold onto memories in peculiar ways. While some people remember names effortlessly, I’ve always found myself associating people with their faces and voices rather than their names. This has led to some heartwarming—and occasionally awkward—experiences.
By Ganashree P11 months ago in Humor
A Journey Through Memory
We should never forget Birthday gifts…. Yes!! It so happned one day that my friend from my college days called me to invite to her Daughter's birthday, it was nearly a decade since we met after our marriage so I thought not to miss this opportunity, since I could also meet my other friends and their family.
By Ganashree P11 months ago in Humor
Something in the Air
The moment that he felt the wind touch his face, he knew that they were going to take him out. The tunnel was dark for most of his walk, but Morgan thought that it would go on and on for as long as he needed it. The ground felt stable and it was easy to just walk and walk until he saw a pinprick of light leading to somewhere he knew he wanted to get to; that was why he was here.
By Kendall Defoe 11 months ago in Humor
The Toaster Rebellion
It started like any other morning. I stumbled into the kitchen, half-asleep, barely functioning, and operating entirely on muscle memory. I grabbed two slices of bread—whole wheat, because I was trying to be healthy—and tossed them into the toaster.
By Ilsa Sophia11 months ago in Humor
My Favorite Bottle
When I was six or seven years old, my mother, father, sister, brother and our neighbours went on a memorable trip. It was the first time I had witnessed a waterfall in real life, and I was left in wonder. It was so beautiful that (in my child brain) it was as if clouds were raining from the blue sky overhead. The waterfall was named Bopath Falls, and it was a place I would never forget.
By Rohitha Lanka11 months ago in Humor
The Absurdist Awakening Challenge
Bob the Pineapple was tired of his mundane existence. Day in and day out, he rolled around the kitchen counter, doing absolutely nothing except being ogled by the humans who had a strange obsession with his spiky hair. Bob longed for more. He dreamed of becoming something greater, someone who wasn’t just a fruit in a bowl.
By GoldenSpeech11 months ago in Humor
