Writing Prose

                                                             There came the Queen, in her heavy Maroon Sari, decked with jewelry, Her heavy bracelet of matching color, Her earrings hanging with maroon beads.   Her hair braided with red and white flowers.   She wore her maroon veil on top of her head. She also wore a black beaded with gold on the bottom and the letter M on the circle was graved on the necklace. It was her mangal sutra, Resembling importance of her marriage to the King.   The ladies nearby all stood at the terrace watching her, staring at her. All her neighbors came out, as the bells rang.   They saw her walking with charisma. The Queen was holding a round plate with a pot full of water, fruits and red sindoor and fruits.   The Queen just entered the veranda of her house.    Mallika, “Where have you been?” Questioned,   Rani Ma.   “You know you will get the evil eye”.    “You haven't eaten anything”.   Rani Ma, “I had gone to the temple, to pray for King Raja”.

The negative Planets. written by: vinitasingh03 After some time a girl was going through some rough times with her health and job, Her health was better but in her job, she started to know her strengths and weakness her talents and gifts. Yet she became extreme and felt she was doing too much and was going in many directions. Her mind was not peaceful. She was also seeing dreams with some slight premonitions. After some time she questioned two Priest Pandits, One in America and One in India, both giving her the same answers appearing with calculations on her birth chart from the time she was born. They both told her you have time of Rahu and Ketu in your planets. Both Pandits told her different ways to pray for these negative times on her planets. After some time she went to the place of worship for hindus called a temple. There she took with her a piece of paper with the time and date of when she was born. On the paper was a chart with numbers. She went and spok

The Dream Soulmates written by: vinitasingh03 I felt it was in our dreams, or was it in reality, that we saw our past life love, our soulmates, who came for a moment in real, with different faces, with different voices, or did we hear their voices in our dreams. It was either reality or a dream, but it was only for a moment. They were there too help us. They came just in time. I remember an incident As I walked slowly down the stairs with a carry on, in one hand, and another heavy bag in another, almost struggling to get down, not a railing to hold, and just in time came somebody to help me lift of the weight, to go down the stairs without fear, they came and asked? "Can I take your luggage", and than quickly brought it down, and left. I said, thank you, looked around, but in a flash they were gone. Was it a dream, when that someone came and greeted us with comfort so warmly. It felt like we had seen them after so many years, and were so happy to see them.

The Daughter-In-Law written by: vinitasingh03 As she looked in the mirror, fixed her hair, and dressed in her beautiful yellow sari, with green embroidery. She gazed at herself putting lipstick and fixing her hair. As she twirled some hair in front of her face and clipped the other part in the back, She taught there was something missing. A bindi was missing on her forhead. She put a matching yellow bindi on. As she heard the singing outside, The guests were arriving for the singing ceremony of the wedding. Her sister-in-law walked in and told her you have to go to the other room. All the guests have arrived. They are all eager to see you. The daughter-in-law quickly put on her ring and bracelet. She was told by her sister-in-law that she didn't have to touch their feet. She then walked into the small room, with blankets on the floor, and saw her-mother-in-law sitting there. She was told by her mother-in-law that she must touch everyones feet. As she walked

A Lady who played Pity written by: vinitasingh03 Once there was a intelligent, talented, beautiful women, who had a habbit of thinking too much. She used her vices in the wrong way. She used it in blame, guilt, judging, complaining, and pitying. She always blamed others and pitied herself that she wasn't able to do what she wanted. She pitied about the things that she didn't have and felt sorry for herself. Although she was married, she pitied that she had to spend every night sleeping alone, or she had to eat by herself. Although she cooked very well and was a wonderful housewife, she pitied that she had to cook and clean everyday. Although, she was well educated, she pitied that she didn't study further. Although she was married to a wonderful man she pitied that she never dated. The lady who pitied herself, never noticed what she had, and became very miserable. She didn't notice that she was very creative, and talented, That her talent could take her

Hope written by: vinitasingh03 Life is living to the fullest. Life is living on hope. Every day we wake up in the morning looking at ourselves in the mirror, hoping to be alive, and having an adventerous day. We dream of success. We hope one day, we'll have a big house or a big car. We hope we'll have fame and money. We'll be a big actress, or a famous singer. We hope that as a doctor we are able to save many lives. Sometimes we hope that we'll write a big romance novel, or have a book of poems published. There is another kind of hope, The hope for a human connection, one in which, we hope that we'll meet a friend after three or four years. A mother hopes that she may find her missing child. There may be a time when a brother hopes to have a new sister in his home. A man hopes to be married and find a companion to keep him happy. We hope that someone will give us real unconditional love. Than some hope that they have romance in their lives. Some people