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OF DIFFERENT GALAXIES

  # Prompt4 A Shout-out and Appreciation post to someone who helped me as a creator.  The Universe doesn't at all work in mysterious ways. It works exactly as it was meant to roll out for me. The riptides of 2025 were all engulfing. But fighting a losing battle was never an option. I had to surface tearing through it all. SM had taken a laid-back seat with me lounging in the tangible priorities I had to tackle in the 3D world.  Instagram had been a secondary preference even otherwise with FB taking the front row of all time whenever I was regular on social media. Insta was a tool--totally non existent for years to come except for a couple of times since creating it but in August I opened this long forgotten wardrobe and found some unexpected treasures in there. Here was a creator who delivered dynamically in her audience interaction. And sensibly with great clarity as well. A nonsense, a non-controversial and someone who didn't whine and howl in a perceived victim mode. J...
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GARLANDS AND GOODIES

Prompt 2: Plot twist of 2025 The Wild Arcs of April : It's been a worthwhile time spent on the Blogging from A to Z April Challenge 2025 . While time was not entirely in my favour after April 9, I had to suspend the event due to unforeseen, unavoidable and unfortunate circumstances when my dear father exited the earthly realm on the 10th. I picked it up from where I left off after April 27 th.  Having lost a crucial chunk of time didn't deter me much and I did write just for the love of it.  During these 26 days of writing-- spanning the alphabetical order from A-Z, it was an enriching experience with my theme of Wellness/Lifestyle/Philosophy and Self care with every title picked from a foreign language. From ANAM CARA to ZÕV AMDRAL , I wrote a whopping 30,356 words on my blog!  In view of the blogging team's theme of gratitude for 2025, I'm brimming with joy to see the unexpected readership count on each piece. With everyone's unwavering support and especially...

A HAYWIRE SCRIPT

Prompt 1: The Cinematic Title to my year of 2025. It was the finest of times, it was the crummiest of times.    The Blurb: It was the age of triumphs, of glory, of celebrations, of reunions and of milestones. Hand in hand arrived episodes of awful and rude shocks, chapters of uncertainty, somber moments in unnerving waves. Also those of rising hope, unparalleled faith, steady support and timely miracles embraced us never forsaking us in the most hell breaking stances of trials, tests and tribulations. Image Courtesy: Pinterest 

CHAPTER 20 BRIDGING MEMORIES:TERABITHIA RECLAIMED

  This is a reimagined version of the classic tale The Bridge To Terabithia . This Fanfiction is a part of my NaNoWriMo 2025 or the 30 Day Novel Writing November Exercise.      LAVENDER DUSK AT ROSÉMONTE          GREENE  The blustery November air brimmed with the scent of hay and earth as Leonie stepped out of her cozy cottage the day after Thanksgiving. The pastures and countryside were buzzing with the soft rumble of engines, chirping birds, and—closer, a gentle moo. Leonie followed the sound across the dewy grass toward the Aarons' pasture , Miss Bessie and her calf, Moo Babe now 6 months old were grazing peacefully. It had been a while since she had visited the handsome lad. As she approached the fence, May Belle was already there, tossing hay to the eager cows. The girl’s breath puffed in the cold, her eyes fixed on the animals with a mix of ownership and wariness. Moo Babe, sensing Leonie, trotted over, his big brown eyes shin...

CHAPTER 19 BRIDGING MEMORIES:TERABITHIA RECLAIMED

        This is a reimagined version of the classic tale--- The Bridge To Terabithia . This Fanfic is a part of my NaNoWriMo 2025 or Novel Writing November Exercise.            THE THANKSGIVING DINNER The Aaron family was gathered in the kitchen, discussing their plans for Thanksgiving. Elaine was busy preparing the menu, while Jesse and May Belle sat at the table, arguing over whose turn it was to do the dishes. "We should invite Leonie over for the Thanksgiving dinner ," Elaine said, wiping her flour-covered hands on her apron. Jesse's face lit up. "That's a great idea, Mom. I'm sure she'd love to come." May Belle scowled. "Why do we have to invite her? Hasn't she already distanced herself from us? Just when I thought it was a good riddance, you have to let her into our lives all over again !" "May Belle, that's not very nice," Elaine said gently. "She's our neighbor, and she's new in town. All alone ...

CHAPTER 14 BRIDGING MEMORIES:TERABITHIA RECLAIMED

                                      BOOMERANGED! May Belle stormed out of Trenton's Diner, the door slapping shut behind her, a sharp contrast to the sugary smile she'd worn just minutes before. The bright afternoon sunlight hit her like a slap, doing little to warm the cold fury spreading in her chest. She didn't bother looking back at the curious faces she'd left behind, her gaze fixed ahead, boots clicking angrily on the sidewalk. As she turned the corner onto Maple Street, the smile she'd clenched till now began to slip, her lips trembling in a mix of embarrassment and rage. May Belle stopped abruptly at a street lamp, gripping it hard as if to anchor herself. She took a slow breath, the metallic scent of the pole mingling with the sweet lilacs lining the street, and forced her features into a mask of composure. But her eyes betrayed her—narrowed, glinting with unshed tears. She pul...