Writing Prose

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 ...

The Passionate Writer written by: vinitasingh03 Once there lived a girl who wanted to write stories. She wanted to write about untold stories that were never heard of. Stories which were vague, or stories that happened in real. She was the passionate writer. It was winter time. She sat there by the window. The curtains inside her window were open. She looked outside and not a soul to be seen out the window. She thought to herself, "what could she write about." She noticed the wind blowing outside. As the leaves flew up from the floor. The birds, all in a row flew across the sky. She got to deep thinking. Although, she was bilingual, and her words weren't flowing, she knew she had incidences she wanted to write about. As the passionate writer, she got into an imaginary daydream world. She thought of a big beautiful castle. A stranger who greeted her warmly in the castle. She wasn't satisfied. She then took the paper and threw it down and took another pap...

One chance in the moment written by: vinitasingh03 Times in life come and go. Its from past, present to future. Today is the present. We live for the moment. Weather its a cold, dark, winter with snow, or a bright summer with sunshine. We walk our paths, through a tunnel, a road or a highway. We take a train, a plane or a boat ride. What ever we do, that moment only comes once. In this one chance of the moment is a young lady, who has passed through many things. She has wandered the roads with different street names. She has seen many stores in different states. She has learned different languages. She has danced to many songs. She has worked different jobs. She has found different friends across different states and countries. She has read many articles, books and strories. She has heard many stories from others. As her mind is wandering and thinking, she feels she must remember the one chance in the moment. That one chance of the moment she dreams of. The one chance whe...

Faces of The World written by: vinitasingh03 The world we live in now is a colorful place. There are different types of people in this world. In this people have different faces. What is outside on a face is rarely what is on inside the face. Some people laugh on the outside, others cry, others are numb, and some don't show an expression. Those are the outside colors of a face. Some people are very sad inside and it shows on the outside. Some people are extremely sad, but on the outside they cover it up by laughing on the outside. There are what are the open book faces, also called the raw faces, they show what is inside their feelings on the outside. Then there are the numb faces who show no expressions. There are the secretive faces who by the eyes show that something is hiding inside, and also have a look of guilt. There are the innocent faces that when you walk up to them they greet you with a smile, laughing giving a warm vive. There are the d...

Escaping Emotions written by: vinitasingh03 She looked at herself in the mirror. Than she realized, she was running away from everything. She was in her imaginary world. She wanted something deeply. She found herself lost. She was running away from her emotions, her feelings, her past. With the nice weather, she couldn't resist. She was going outside, enjoying watching t.v., enjoying the weather outside, helping someone else. She realized that she was helping others because it made her feel good, it reminded her of what she didn't have, and how giving the other person, what she didn't have in the past, and seeing that person going through the same thing, made her feel better. Although she helped this other friend. She realized how much she had to do. So she escaped from her emotions and the things she wanted to do, and daydreamed, or went for a walk. She realized she had four or five books to read, she had a story to write. She had to get back in her business in...

The Positive Vives written by: vinitasingh03 Once there was a young lady, who was hearing a lot of negativity from all around. Things were happening in a negative way. She felt cursed and hopeless. Her past had made her fragile. Than days passed when she thought too much. It was raining outside, all day. She lived on hopes but even then, her faith started fading away. When suddenly she woke up the next morning and she saw the sunshine. Than she heard the voices from around the world. There was a strong connection of vives that were given to her, sent to her as angels. The voices started to give her hope and encouragement. They started to motivate her again. The voices started giving her, a negative true mirror immage of herself also. Then she could truly see herself and become a more powerful and positive person. Then the voices started to tell her you could be helping all around, because there is so much to do. Life is beyond what you can dream. That is what she started ...

A Perfect Evening written by: vinitasingh03 There she stood, with her open curly hair shoulder length. She was wearing, her long black shirt with pink and purple designs on it, with leggings on. She felt the nice cool breeze with the wind, coming towards her face. As she stood, outside she was surrounded with big green trees, and small plants. She watched the splash in the pool, go high up with the sound of water around her. There were the birds chirping nearby, the sound of the water fountain running. The young lady noticed the colored flowers infront of the dark house. Couples chatting with one another, with drinks or crackers in their hands. Little children running around her and some splashing the water in the pool. Then suddenly the hard blown wind came towards her when she slightly moved to the other side. The noise of the people talking, the wind blowing, the birds chirping, the pool splashing, made her feel lively yet cool and relaxed. Watching the children run a...