Creative Writings

A man married a beautiful girl.  He loved her very much.  One day she developed a skin disease.  Slowly she started to lose her beauty.  It so happened that one day her husband left for a tour.  While returning he met with an accident and lost his eyesight.  However, their married life continued as usual.  But as days passed she lost her beauty gradually. Blind husband did not know this and there was not any difference in their married life.  He continued to love her and she also loved him very much.  One day she died.  Her death brought him a great sorrow.  He finished all her last rites and wanted to leave that town. A man from behind called and said, “Now how will you be able to walk all alone?  All these days your wife used to help you”.  He replied, “I am not blind.  I was acting because if she knew l could see her skin condition due to a disease, it would have pained her more than her disease.  I di...

One night four college students were out partying late night and didn’t study for the test which was scheduled for the next day. In the morning, they thought of a plan. They made themselves look dirty with grease and dirt. Then they went to the Dean and said they had gone out to a wedding last night and on their way back the tire of their car burst and they had to push the car all the way back. So they were in no condition to take the test. The Dean thought for a minute and said they can have the re-test after 3 days. They thanked him and said they will be ready by that time. On the third day, they appeared before the Dean. The Dean said that as this was a Special Condition Test, all four were required to sit in separate classrooms for the test. They all agreed as they had prepared well in the last 3 days. The Test consisted of only 2 questions with the total of 100 Points. 1) Your Name __________ (1 Points) 2) Which tire burst? __________ (99 Points) Options...

Once upon a time there was an island where all the feelings lived together. One day there was a storm in the sea and the island was about to get drowned. Every feeling was scared but Love made a boat to escape. Every feeling boarded the boat Only 1 feeling was left. Love got down to see who it was. It was EGO . Love tried and tried but ego wasn’t moving. Meanwhile the water was rising too. It was getting higher and higher. All the feelings were shouting and calling for LOVE.  Every one asked love to leave him and come in the boat, but love was made to love.It tried to push him and pull him to get on the boat. But EGO didn`t cared and was stuck on his place and In the end all the feelings escape and Love dies with ego on the island. What I want to say:  Love ALWAYS Dies because of EGO.                                                 ...

A girl wanted a ring. But the boy gave a teddy bear instead. In anger, the girl threw the teddy bear on the road. The boy went to take it but unfortunately was hit by a truck and died on the spot. At his funeral, the girl hugged the bear and the machine in it spoke, “Will you marry me?” Guess what she found? A ring inside it. It is a short  love story of love that could not bloom any more because of that tragic incident. It makes us realize that we do not have enough time and never know when we will breathe our last. So, What I need to say is:  It is best to let of the ego and the false pretenses and just make sure that you love without regrets and seize the day to live the fullest.                                                                -- PRIYANK MEHTA

Her spirit toils every evening as the night creeps forward and brings with it her greatest and most buried fear:   WHAT  IF  I  WASTE  MY  LIFE? As the doors of the day close in an unwelcome conclusion, she falls into habit again. She reaches for her book and finds her seat in the silent dusk. Time to take stock of another day. But this time, it’s not her charcoal that collides with her imaginary paper, it’s her spirit, so full of wanting, that collides with her Creator. She messily, yet beautifully, slips out of her chair and falls to her knees. In a flood of delayed recognition she realizes that the problem has not been the amount and number of her waste, but the object and place of it. Her deep wanting is not caused by wasted days but by an empty altar. She sees for the first time, and will now for all of time, that every second must be spent, not on hoarding her days, but on lavishing praise. This is the ...

The day shuts its skyward doors, pinching away any hope of redeemed time. In ridiculous ritual, she retrieves her book and sits in silence. Her book doesn’t hold any handwritten script or cherished family memories. It doesn’t even hold a single worn page. Her book holds the only record she faithfully keeps; the only score she can ever seem to recall. The only chains, however imaginary they may be, that she still allows to hold her. She messily slides her mental charcoal from its case and makes a mark. A single short and eternally destructive slash. A slash that determines a fate. Every mark becomes a bar that she ignorantly welds to her own prison. In her prison she steeps in fear so strong that it consumes her like an unattended flame. A fear so present in her, she fears that if she were cut she would surely bleed it. A fear so gripping that is strangles her joy. A fear so destructive that she cowers in the corner instead of moving mountain...

A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared. He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole. Until it  suddenly stopped making any progress , and looked like it was stuck. So the man decided to help the butterfly. He took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily, although it had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings. The man didn’t think anything of it, and sat there waiting for the wings to enlarge to support the butterfly. But that didn’t happen. The butterfly spent the rest of its life unable to fly, crawling around with tiny wings and a swollen body. Despite the  kind heart of the man , he didn’t understand that the restricting cocoon and the struggle needed by the butterfly to get itself through the small opening; were God’s way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings. To prepa...

In ancient times, a King had a big stone placed on a roadway. He then hid himself and watched to see if anyone would move the boulder out of the way. Some of the king’s wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it. Many people loudly blamed the King for not keeping the roads clear, but none of them did anything about getting the stone out of the way. A peasant then came along carrying a load of vegetables. Upon approaching the stone, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to push the stone out of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded. After the peasant went back to pick up his vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the stone had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the King explaining that the gold was for the person who removed the stone from the roadway. What I want to say :  Every obstacle we come across in life gives us an  opportunity to improve our circumstance...

There was a farmer who sold a pound of butter to a baker. One day the baker decided to weigh the butter to see if he was getting the right amount, which he wasn’t. Angry about this, he took the farmer to court. The judge asked the farmer if he was using any measure to weight the butter. The farmer replied, “Honor, I am primitive. I don’t have a proper measure, but I do have a scale.” The judge asked, “Then how do you weigh the butter?” The farmer replied; “Your Honor, long before the baker started buying butter from me, I have been buying a pound loaf of bread from him. Every day when the baker brings the bread, I put it on the scale and give him the same weight in butter. If anyone is to be blamed, it is the baker.” What I want to say:  In life, you get what you give. Don’t try and cheat others.                                               ...

As a group of frogs were travelling through the woods, two of them fell into a deep pit. When the other frogs crowded around the pit and saw how deep it was, they told the two frogs that they're was no hope left for them. However, the two frogs decided to ignore what the others were saying and they proceeded to try and jump out of the pit. Despite their efforts, the group of frogs at the top of the pit were still saying that they should just give up. That they never make it out. . Eventually, one of the frogs took heed to what the others were saying and he gave up, falling down to his death. The other frog continued to jump as hard as he could. Again, the crowd of frogs yelled at him to sto the pain and just die. He jumped even harder and finally made it out. When he got out, the other frogs said,    “Did you not hear us? ” The frog explained to them that he was deaf. He thought they were encouraging him the entire time. What I want to say is:  People’s wo...

CREATIVE WRITING DOES NOT ONLY NEED SKILL OF WRITING BUT ALSO NEED CREATIVE THINKING...  In a small Italian town, hundreds of years ago, a small business owner owed a large sum of money to a loan-shark. The loan-shark was a very old, unattractive looking guy that just so happened to fancy the business owner’s daughter. He decided to offer the businessman a deal that would completely wipe out the debt he owed him. However, the catch was that we would only wipe out the debt if he could marry the businessman’s daughter. Needless to say, this proposal was met with a look of disgust. The loan-shark said that he would place two pebbles into a bag, one white and one black. The daughter would then have to reach into the bag and pick out a pebble. If it was black, the debt would be wiped, but the loan-shark would then marry her. If it was white, the debt would also be wiped, but the daughter wouldn’t have to marry the loan-shark. Standing on a pebble strewn path i...

A gentleman was walking through an elephant camp, and he spotted that the elephants weren’t being kept in cages or held by the use of chains. All that was  holding them back  from escaping the camp, was a small piece of rope tied to one of their legs. As the man gazed upon the elephants, he was completely confused as to why the elephants didn’t just use their strength to break the rope and escape the camp. They could easily have done so, but instead they didn’t try to at all. Curious and wanting to know the answer, he asked a trainer nearby why the elephants were just standing there and never tried to escape. The trainer replied; “when they are very young and much smaller we use the same size rope to tie them and, at that age, it’s enough to hold them. As they grow up, they are conditioned to believe they cannot break away. They believe the rope can still hold them, so they never try to break free.” The only reason that the elephants weren’t breaking free a...

“ Creativity  takes Imagination, Imagination takes Courage, Courage takes Curiosity, and Curiosity leads to Success.” “If you don't look at it twice yourself then it's not creative .” “A  writer  turns to paper to stem a burble of pain, shut the door on sadness, and allow the mind to release unsavory obsessions.” ""  WRITING IS THE PAINTING OF THE  VOICE ""                                                                               ---- VOLTAIRE CREATIVITY Creative writing  is any writing that goes outside the bounds of normal professional, journalistic, academic, or technical forms of literature, typically identified by an emphasis on narrative craft, character development, and the use of literary tropes or with va...