To all those who participated to the Story Continuation Challenge last weekThank you for taking up the challenge. I was overwhelmed to see the response. Your replies were not just hugely motivating to me, being host blogger, but also immensely creative and interesting. Funny, dark, realistic - each entry brought about a different reaction and vivid images of the story it told. The story that was most liked by us all was Oneta's -
Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Jack, He crawled through a thorn bush and scratched his back.
My personal favourite was Aseena's -
Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Jack. He was unhappy until surgeons helped change the name to Jacqueline. Now she’s happy…
Many congratulations to each participant for your amazing story-telling skills. I personally enjoyed reading each story. Here's the second prompt. Entries will be accepted till Sunday, March  20th, 2016.

He stealthily followed the lady in black. Tall, muscular and lithe, he was easily able to keep her in his sight even in the crowded street. The dark night and the milling crowd provided him a perfect camouflage. crowdedstreet She was alone and her demeanor quite carefree. It made her a perfect mark, he smirked. He wondered what she looked like. Her lustrous, wavy hair cascaded down her shapely back, giving her a typically feminine look. Her fitted jeans and tight shirt enticed him further. He licked his lips and quickened his pace. She dropped something on the way, he noted. A crooked smile twisted his already scarred face. It gave him a perfect opening to chat up with her. He languidly picked up the small card.

On my recent visit to Mughal Gardens, Rashtrapati Bhawan (President's Palace) at Delhi, I had clicked pictures of the gardens with my mobile camera. (I was aware well in advance that a traditional camera is not allowed, due to high security measures.) These exquisitely beautiful gardens are opened...

Released in 2011, this film had been on my list of 'Movies to Watch' for quite some time now. I finally got down to watching it yesterday and was blown away. https://youtu.be/dDY89LYxK0w Official Synopsis: The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel follows a group of British retirees who decide to "outsource" their retirement to less expensive and seemingly exotic India.  Enticed by advertisements for the newly restored Marigold Hotel and bolstered with visions of a life of leisure, they arrive to find the palace a shell of its former self.  Though the new environment is less luxurious than imagined, they are forever transformed by their shared experiences, discovering that life and love can begin again when you let go of the past.

The housekeeper walked in and blushed at the sight. It told her a mischievous story. She giggled to herself as she straightened the bedsheets and hummed a romantic tune. The crumpled satin sheets held the promise of a love fulfilled. The mirror must have been a witness to their trysts, she thought naughtily.

I had a huge list of ideas to work on and weave stories out of, during my morning walk earlier today. Why is that the ideas have to strike me at the worst of times? Have you ever noticed they come visiting only when you are at a dinner party with the most chatty person in the adjoining chair or in the elevator when the boss is discussing that all-important career-altering project. Each time nothing is available to be able to jot down the ideas, nor is it feasible to take notes. Imagine using a lip gloss to scribble with on a dinner napkin!