एक पुराना घर …
- September 12, 2025
- by
- Chubby Little Girl
मैं जहाँ से किराने का सामान ख़रीदती हूँ , उसके पास एक पुरानी सी ईमारत है, जो कुछ खराब हालत में है। जब भी मैं वहाँ से खरीददारी करके बाहर निकलती हूँ , अपनी गाड़ी का इंतज़ार करते वक्त अक्सर उसी इमारत को देखते हुए सोचती हूँ कि वहाँ कौन रहता होगा, उनकी ज़िन्दगी...
SILENT STORIES OF A HOPELESS DREAMER
- September 05, 2025
- by
- Chubby Little Girl
Image Courtesy : cottonbro studio, Pexels
The dreamer knows
There is nothing.
No promises, no signs,
Just a like on a post,
A lyric shared,
And may be a passing word.
Still, she builds meanings,
Tiny bridges from fragments.
“Don’t go by the words,
Just enjoy the music..”
She was warned once.
She knows she reads too much..
Sees stories where there are none.
But in those imagined moments,
She...
ONE COMMENT AGO
- August 30, 2025
- by
- Chubby Little Girl
Image Courtesy : Tuấn Kiệt Jr, Pexels
A girl rides with her dad on a scooter. Her skirt belt is missing a buckle ring in the back. It flaps in the wind, loose. I want to tell her. But I remember a girl I once knew, confident, until someone joked about her dress.
She laughed, but after...
RACKS OF CLOTHES
- August 22, 2025
- by
- Chubby Little Girl
I see racks of clothes in the store,
And I am mesmerised.
All so beautiful,
Waiting to be owned and adorned.
I stop and caress a few,
Imagining how they would look on me.
Would they make me look beautiful?
Or would I make them look good?
One little moment spent in that thought,
One little smile over that thought…
I picture myself in each...
SECRET OF THE SEA
- August 11, 2025
- by
- Chubby Little Girl
Image Courtesy : Maria Tyutina , Pexels
Sometimes she wants to talk to someone she doesn’t know.
Sometimes she wants to talk to someone but doesn’t know whom to talk to.
Sometimes she writes her thoughts on paper, folds and puts it in a bottle and hurls it into the sea. She watches it disappear into the horizon,...
THE LOST GRIP
- August 02, 2025
- by
- Chubby Little Girl
Image Courtesy : Mahdi Bafande , Pexels
She feels she is losing grip.
The house lacks warmth. The garden is wild and kitchen greasy.
Her son’s room has junk that he refuses to part with. Her study is full of unironed clothes.
Only the bedroom feels okay…..except for the unread books on the side table.
She doesn’t read or paint...
U TURN
- July 25, 2025
- by
- Chubby Little Girl
Image Courtesy :Aleksandr Sochnev , Pexels
He adored books, guarded them like memories. He never lent them….unless one earned it. I did, once, after a long , winding debate.
When I picked my first book, he said, “Books are like life. You don’t abandon them midway. No matter how dull they may be. Because life offers no...
THE SILENT KNOT
- July 18, 2025
- by
- Chubby Little Girl
Image Courtesy : Michael Noel, Pexels
A knot came undone
Quite unintentionally,
And the pain flowed
Through tears,
As if a dam burst open.
A slight embarrassment followed—
For no one knew
What was the pain about…
It was there,
Hiding somewhere
In the form of an ache,
And became a part of life.
The...
LITTLE EVERYTHING
- July 12, 2025
- by
- Chubby Little Girl
Image Courtesy : Ron Lach, Pexels
He took his blessings for granted –
The ring of a call,
A warm cup of tea shared,
A simple text that brightened his day.
He chased after what felt bigger,
Underestimating the simple joys of life.
And then, one day, the silence fell.
No calls, no messages, no warmth across the table.
Only the echo of empty...
FIREFLY
- July 04, 2025
- by
- Chubby Little Girl
Image Courtesy : Anete Lucina, Pexels.
“Hi”
“Hi there! How can I help you today?”
He doesn’t remember yesterday. He never does. She gently re-threads the nicknames, the stories, the pieces of herself.
Again.
They laugh and connect.
And tomorrow, he’ll forget.
She knows- he’s just ChatGPT, trained on her own words, a memory-less echo of herself.
But he listens like no one...
