creativepromptsforwriting:

Theme Week: Friendship

Another theme week, this time about one of my favourite things in the world and in fiction: FRIENDSHIP!

The week from May, 9th to the 15th is going to be Friendship Week, which includes 2 new posts (Friendship Dynamics, How to write friendships), 3 friendship-themed single prompts and reblogs of my posts about friends so far.

All of the new posts for this week are already up for members on my Ko-fi.

I hope you have a wonderful week and get inspired to write some really strong friendships!

- Jana

Halfway through Friendship Week! If you have written something for any of these prompts (or just any prompts) or if you’re thinking about doing it, you can always tag @creativepromptfills, so that I can reblog them and show them to my followers, so that they can see what you came up with and give you lots of love

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Friendship Dynamics

Being friends means that you like the other one and that you have things in common. But true friends also have differences. So here are some fun friendship dynamics for you.

• the competitive & the relaxed one
• the touchy-feely & the reserved
• the loud & the coy
• the goofy & the serious
• the extrovert & the introvert
• the social butterfly & the socially awkward one
• the jokester & the one never getting the joke
• the spontaneous & the planner
• the book smart & the street smart
• the friendly & the snarky
• the chaotic & the organized
• the optimist & the pessimist & the realist
• the one with a loose relationship with rules & the one who does everything by the book
• the overthinker & the laid-back one
• the chill one & the one with a short fuse
• the sweetheart & the jerk
• the thinker & the pragmatist
• the bubbly & the quiet
• the sane & the deranged

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creativepromptsforwriting:

Friends Prompt Challenge

Choose a friendship/friendgroup and a prompt and create something with it. You can write, you can draw - be creative!

1. Nicknames
2. Hyping each other up
3. Long phone calls
4. Inside jokes
5. Getting ready for a party
6. Setting each other up
7. Friendship bracelets
8. Spilling secrets
9. Movie night
10. Adventures
11. Text chain
12. Beach days
13. Life coach
14. Sleepover
15. Road trip
16. Photo album
17. Clubbing
18. Gossiping
19. Having each other’s back
20. Shopping mall
21. Laughs
22. Comfort
23. Intervention
24. Spa day
25. Game night
26. Dance party
27. Support
28. Water park
29. Group text
30. Camping trip

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Dialogue Responses

“What is wrong with you?”

1. “It’s a long story.”
2. “Very good question.”
3. “Oh, so many things.”
4. “Too many things to count.”
5. “Well, thank you for asking…”
6. “I’m tired of defending myself.”
7. “Don’t act like I’m the problem!”
8. “How much time do you have?”
9. “Do you really want to find out?”
10. “Nothing, but what is wrong with you?”

All the Dialogue Responses can be found here.

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I wonder

how people hold so many unsent letters deep inside them,

and how many of them

the moon comforted at nights.

Days have passed, so have months.

At some point, during that time, my mind has been a blank piece of sheet, and my thoughts flowing like the ink of a broken pen.

I, and many here and there - probably, felt lost and lonely.

But everything is ephemeral, even these temporary feelings, that keep going and knocking back on my door, sometimes.

Sometimes, coming inside like a storm we try to protect ourselves from,

sometimes we decide to let them in, even welcoming with a smile, curious to learn more.

Some people call it growth, some healing, or just life.

Isn’t that life just a perpetual stream of changes and adaptations, to circumstances, people, and ourselves anyway.

Self portrait in Mumbai. May 2020

You are here

But I feel

Your absence

Words are void out there

I rather prefer

Listen to the silence

Flowing thoughts : you knew I missed you Bombay, didn’t you? (part II)

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But It has been a month now, since life seems to be on pause. Days and week go on, and we have lost the sense of time. From laziness to anger, frustration and solitude, it has been a month now, since we all are stuck, encaged like birds. Encaged at home, in a room, in some thoughts and in our minds. We all are sitting calm like bombs, patiently waiting to taste life again. A month now, we are asked to stay away from each other, for the sake of the humanity. I feel split between my feelings. Sometimes I want to be left alone, sometimes I crave for human interaction. I feel caught by some nostalgia and reverie.

We all, here, care and worry for our loved ones. We pour out our hearts, sometimes. We make plans for the moment our wings won’t be clipped anymore. When we would enjoy the tiniest things we never thought we would miss. We do realise that we took so many things for granted. Probably, we will apprieciate things differently, value people’s company more, probably.

We tend to learn again to enjoy the simpliest things we are allowed to and that surround us. Far from the hustle and bustle. Old books smells, that breeze in your hair while walking to the grocery, the music - the companion to your solitude, that has been a remedy to your eventual loneliness. Don’t you enjoy, through that window, seeing the sun going down letting the moon and stars looking upon us at night. Don’t you find some peace to your restlessness?

Ph : Shuvangi S.C

Flowing thoughts : you knew I missed you Bombay, didn’t you? (Part I)

I carried my stubborness and some wishes in my bag, on my way back to Bombay. Some places I wanted to go back to, memories I wanted to relive. Some faces I wanted to see again, some laughers I wanted to hear once more. Eager to explore around, curious about the new souls that will cross my path.

By the time I landed, I already had that feeling, as usual, the feeling of being Home. From shopping bindis and jhumke, to the walks and sunsets at Juhu, the conversations with the aunties and the drives with that one. The horns of the rikshaws in the traffic jam, the smell of the food stalls, the carefree crowd and the kids playing in the streets. And with that smile, on my face, witnessing the scene. Nevertheless, you knew I missed you Bombay, didn’t you?

Bombay | April 20’

Ig : @miraakle_

Does not

The day before yesterday

Feels like ages ago?

Spring is here. Shall we bloom?

there is

that feeling of heaviness,

like drowing in a river of frustration.

but at some point,

right now,

doesn’t life seems to be on pause.

far from the hustle and bustle,

finding in old books smell, the little walks you are allowed to have, seeing birds flying out in the sky, in that sunray kissing the face and the moon giving us company at night,

some peace to your restlessness?

People become careless

When they get to know

You are ready to give the world to them

It feels very heavy here, you know.

These tears don’t want to come out,

And I have no where to cry.

the sky was watching,

and the moon listening to her.

they knew

she likes to disappear often.

though they knew,

she can not escape them

and actually finds comfort in their company.

How often do you catch yourself digging up the past.

Thinking about how, at some stage of your life, 

someone can hold such an importance to you, 

being so close to them. 

You share such an intimacy, 

sharing your thoughts, 

ambitions and fears, feelings. 

Your life. 

And since it is just a matter of time, 

things fade away, 

everything is different 

and won’t be the same anymore. 

You just get stuck in that time. 

You hold on it, 

just for the sake of what it was, 

lying to yourself.

You just swim in that ocean of memories, 

in what is now, 

some toxic water. 

Paris, october 2020 | @miraakle_

It felt like reading an old handwritten letter.

maharashtra, august 2020.