Mehak Aga

Joined July 2021

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A fledgling writer attempting to string together words that make sense.

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Stories (14/0)

Unbound and Unclaimed
She danced Upon the sunny dunes, Twirled beneath the shady trees. Her hair blew behind her, A stormy cloud. I watched enchanted,
By Mehak Aga2 years ago in Poets
Violet Desires
I met you ages ago, An eternity perhaps. Maybe I always knew you, A loving secret, Kept under wraps. I met you when time ceased to exist,
By Mehak Aga2 years ago in Poets
School Day Blues
“Jordan? Jordan?!” “Present Mrs. Calloway!”, I gasped, looking up from my journal where I was writing. Laughter echoed around me as my friends tease me for drifting off again.
By Mehak Aga2 years ago in Fiction
Cliffs, Lights, And Ravens
It was a dreary place. “Cold and windy”, he mused, “but it’s just for two weeks and we could use the money.” “Ah, she’s a right beauty ain’t she?”, the old man growled happily, distracting Thomas from his thoughts.
By Mehak Aga3 years ago in Fiction
Rainy Day
June 23rd My eyes opened groggily. What woke me up? Wait. When did I fall asleep? Feeling disoriented I look around. The laptop laid open; the screen paused at the end credits of a movie that I was watching. Exiting from the browser, I checked the time, it was 10:25 pm.
By Mehak Aga3 years ago in Fiction
The Distorted Image
There are days when we wake up unable to identify what exactly is it that we are feeling. Something’s off. All we know is that it isn’t going to be one of our better days. Even the slightest thing manages to set us off. Alarm bells ring in our head, warning us to just stay put, but we don’t have the luxury to do that. We trundle along, hoping to get through the day. The exhaustion shrouds us like a heavy blanket.
By Mehak Aga3 years ago in Motivation
Hazards of Saying Yes
Yes. Such an uncomplicated word, yet I can trace nearly all my problems back to it. It isn’t that I dislike hearing it, on the contrary, I love to hear it; “Why, yes you may have the day off!”, “Yes, you have won at life!”. The problem arises when I end up saying it.
By Mehak Aga3 years ago in Humans
To Feel
It’s easy to sink, rather than swim. The words pull me under. I keep moving adrift, my mind torn asunder. The water consumes,
By Mehak Aga3 years ago in Poets
Sharp Teeth Sharp Smiles
“Dust. So much dust.”, thought Bernadette as she stared at the massive book lined shelf. “The previous owners must have really liked to read.”, she muttered as dusted them down. Coughing from the work she backed away to glare at the books, her eyes watering as she sneezed.
By Mehak Aga3 years ago in Horror
Location, Location, Location
“Dax! Did you repair the thrust on the tail end? Unit 05 is on perimeter check tonight!” “Yes commander! I have done it Sir!”, saluted Dax.
By Mehak Aga3 years ago in Fiction
Reasons I Started Writing
One of the reasons I started this page was because I wanted to make writing a habit. It is easy to think of ourselves as a passionate writer, but when it comes to making it into a practice we tend to fall behind. For me, the main reason I hesitate is because I don’t think I am good enough at it.
By Mehak Aga3 years ago in Journal
The Mask
Don’t trust her smiles, For they are all lies. When she says she is fine, don’t believe. For it’s a lie that she interweaves.
By Mehak Aga3 years ago in Poets

Mehak Aga

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Unbound and Unclaimed

Violet Desires

School Day Blues

Cliffs, Lights, And Ravens

Rainy Day

The Distorted Image

Hazards of Saying Yes

To Feel

Sharp Teeth Sharp Smiles

Location, Location, Location

Reasons I Started Writing

The Mask

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