Fictionalmemoir Stories

"I believed that as long as the fire stayed lit, nothing in our world could ever go wrong. I was wrong." The year is 1979. In the hidden valleys of Sagalee, life moves to the rhythm of the river and the crackle of the family hearth. For Tado, the world is a beautiful, simple map: his hardworking parents, his shadows of a brother and sister, and Maya, the girl who holds his heart and his future in her hands. Tado is the village's pride, a young man with a bright mind and a "timepass" curiosity that leads him to sit for a teaching interview for a school in the distant, misty mountains of Bhutan. He didn't think he'd pass. He didn't think he'd have to leave. But when the letter arrives, the "Golden Choice" becomes a gilded cage. What follows is a journey of fifty years, told through a man who spent his life looking backwards. It's a combined confession; a letter written to the youth he lost, the family he couldn't protect, the village that moved on without him, and the love that remains frozen in a B&W photograph. Now seventy years old, Tado has walked away from the world. He lives in a house where no other doors are in sight, a solitary cottage perched between the Bhutanese clouds. In the absolute silence of the mountains, he is finally ready to open the old, dusty trunk he's carried across borders and lifetimes. He is ready to face the words he wrote when he still knew who he was. A journey of displacement, a tribute to the North East, and a bittersweet confession to the years that slipped away.

I was inspired to write this because of the beauty of music. It is not the factor of listening to the melody and understanding lyrics on an emotional level that makes music beautiful. But also, physically creating music and incorporating particular feelings such as those experienced in the every day. I am aware that we are not all musicians, but we all know great music when we hear it regardless of our genre preference. Great music, is great music. I'm sure you all agree, "Music never lies."

A self-reflective piece written towards the end of the Covid pandamic. A look into personal self-isolation and the parallel of global isolation that can be felt at any time, not specific to a pandamic

Story Description for Wattpad: He undressed me with silence before he ever touched me. I thought I knew heartbreak. I didn't know Adrien. Sahiba has lived through men who vanish without warning. Through bruises disguised as passion. Through promises that ended with someone else's name on the invitation. She swore she'd never give her heart away again. Until Adrien. He isn't like the others. He listens to her pauses, not just her words. He ruins her gently, and when he takes control, he always gives her the choice. But Adrien carries ghosts of his own - a voicemail he never answered, a woman he couldn't save, a silence he may never outrun. And if Sahiba can't trust that she's more than just another story, they may destroy each other before they ever learn how to stay. ✨ A slow-burn, emotionally charged, and unapologetically sensual romance. Because desire is easy. But need? Need is terrifying.

#ModernLoveContest In this short story, Kylen reminisces on the complicated dynamics of her family. Sorting through heartache and disappointment, Kylen discovers the true meaning of love. This story has been entered into the #ModernLoveContest.

This is the story of how I fell for someone I was never supposed to love, how I uncovered the darkest secret my family had buried - and how I survived it.