15 Words of Hope

It has been a little over a week since the bombings took place in Beirut and Paris, sending shock waves across the world. Such attacks seem to cause nothing but endless grief and terrible memories for the survivors and the kin of the deceased.

People often say that the survivors are the lucky ones to have made it out of there with just mere injuries. They still have years ahead of them unlike the other poor souls whose lives and futures were cruelly snatched away.

I heartily disagree.

Sure, they have their lives to live. But at a huge expense.

Imagine being caught up in the chaos and utter hell. Seeing a loved one or even a fellow citizen lose their life right before your very eyes, when you can do nothing but watch. It’s during times like these that you realize that you’re rendered helpless. No matter how much you try and make yourself believe or even hope against hope that it isn’t happening, it’s of no use. In short, it’s your worst nightmare.

The only difference is that you’re living it.

Apart from being scarred with such memories, anxiety and trust issues begin to set in. People fear for their safety wherever they go. Citizens cast mistrustful eyes on each other.

And that is exactly what perpetrators aim for: breaking trust and faith.

By living with fear and no good faith, we might as well wave a peace flag in their face.

It is during times like these that we must remind ourselves that there is hope. We must remind ourselves that although such incidents cause grief, they bring people together. They unite people of various religions, castes, creeds, races and colors. They serve to remind us that humanity is universal.

It is solely upto us to put up a united front against terrorism.

And let’s face it, terrorism has no religion.

Now, my friend Ananta has challenged me one last time to write these word restricted short stories. I had earlier decided to go with a festive theme, but in light of recent events I felt this would be more apt.

Here’s my story:


The rules remain the same. 15 words only. No more, no less. The topic is of your choice.

The nominees are the readers of this post.

Anyone who reads this post and has lost a loved one in the recent attacks in Paris and Beirut, my deepest condolences. Words cannot express a fraction of the pain y’all must be going through.

In the meantime, take care and be safe.

Sending all the love.

Copyright © 2015 by Shamika Lal,  all rights reserved.





The Voice of My 25 Word Story

Lately, my friend Ananta has embarked on a spree of word restricted story challenges and has consistently nominated me for these challenges as well.

Yes, she’s the one who nominated me for the 11 word and 13 word story challenges.

The 25 word story challenge happened to be just another one of those challenges. Like every other challenge, I decided to take it in my stride and rise to the occasion.

But something struck me.

There I was, busy writing word restricted stories on tragic love & romance, when I should’ve been writing on topics which mattered. All this time I could’ve been using my talent and skills, to bring light to topics which deserved attention. An impact could’ve been created by me. I don’t know how big or small but an impact nevertheless.

So I decided to tweak the rules of this challenge.

The nominees are supposed to write a comprehensive, impactful story of 25 words. No more, no less. While deciding your topic, think of an issue or matter which is relevant in the world today. Something which matters and needs to be highlighted.

In my case, I chose gender bias & gender inequality.

Although India has definitely given women the opportunity to thrive and flourish, this problem still persists in various states of this nation till today. From wage pay gaps to education, there isn’t any  presence of equality of the sexes. Being an Indian girl, I had to speak up about this existent injustice. And I’ve tried to do so via writing.

Here’s my story, with a voice.


The nominees of this challenge are the readers of this post. Stick to 25 words, choose a relevant issue, and let your imagination run wild.

But most importantly, don’t hold back.

Have a good day. Hope you liked this post.



Copyright © 2015 by Shamika Lal, all rights reserved.

The Story of My Unlucky Number


Fear, anxiety, sadness and a stream of negative emotions flow through me on hearing it.

You know how they say that 13 is supposedly an unlucky number? That couldn’t be more true for me.

Unlike Taylor Swift, the number 13 has never, ever, ever worked in my favour.

The worst year of my life so far, has been 8th grade when I turned 13. My school tests went terribly bad whenever they were scheduled on the 13th of each month. In college, my least favourite subjects’ lectures were always held on the 13th of each month. As for Friday the 13th? Well, let’s not even discuss that.

Coincidence? I think not.

So when my good friend gave me a challenge to write a story in 13 words, you could probably imagine my reaction.

But what could I do? I love writing. I always have. I couldn’t give a lame excuse for this challenge. For example:

“Hey, can I chicken out of this one? It’s got my unlucky number in it.”

It sounds all the more stupid when said in person, doesn’t it?

So I decided to give this challenge a shot. Despite the unlucky number, it involved something which I loved. So, the odds simply had to be in my favour.


Surprisingly, I stumbled  to come up with a story which satisfied me. Grammatical errors, lack of ideas, no originality, too many words and small trances of writer’s block were some challenges I faced.

But I persevered.

After numerous attempts, I finally came up with a story of 13 words which worked in my favour.

Here’s my story.

Take that, 13!

You worked for me. Eventually.

The nominees for this challenge are the people who read this post. You’re free to write on any topic of your choice, keeping in mind the word limit.

So give it a shot and set your imagination free!
Hopefully you guys liked it.

Thanks for giving this a read. Have a good day.

(P.S. if you’re a new reader, then check out my blog. It doesn’t hurt! You may like it and if you do, then give it a follow.)

Copyright © 2015 by Shamika Lal, all rights reserved.

My 11 Word Story

A friend of mine recently nominated me for a challenge famously known as the 11 word story challenge. I’d like to thank her for nominating me for this challenge which I heartily enjoyed.

The nominees have to write a comprehensive story in 11 words. The themes/topics are to be chosen of your own accord and the story is totally under your control.

Here’s my story:


To the person who reads this post, take up this challenge and let your imagination run wild! Good luck.

I hope you like my story. Have a good day!

(P.S. If you’re a new reader, please do give my blog a look. It doesn’t hurt as it’s for free anyway! If you like my blog, do follow. I’d really appreciate it.)

Copyright© 2015 by Shamika Lal, all rights reserved.