Reflectiveprose Stories

What begins as a peaceful night stroll soon spirals into an eerie encounter that blurs the line between coincidence and omen. A strange cat, an unfinished guava, and a near-death moment for a fish all lead the narrator through a whirlwind of memory, irony, and wonder. "This night felt the same"-but what does that truly mean? Dive into a night steeped in scents, symbols, and the strangeness of being alive.

Loving someone

There are loves that do not end with goodbye- they simply learn how to stay quiet. Ma, I'm Still Talking to You is a reflective monologue novel about a daughter learning to live with the absence of her mother. Through memories, unspoken gratitude, quiet regret, forgiveness, and prayer, this story explores grief not as something to overcome, but as something to carry with grace. Written in calm, poetic prose, this book does not offer loud sorrow. It moves gently-like someone learning how to breathe again after loss. This novel is a tribute to mothers, and a safe space for anyone who has loved deeply, lost painfully, and is still learning how to continue without forgetting.

i stared into the abyss of blue‚ ripples distorting the image of a stranger. ﹛ a potpourri of words ﹜

The passage is a reflective piece of prose that explores themes of perception, awareness, and interpersonal relationships.