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Lakshmi Menon

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If eyes are the windows to the soul, I did not find an evil man in you, But rather a man who has little faith in himself and in me. A man who accused me of judging him, When he was the harshest judge of all. I stood before you, as a convict awaiting the final verdict from the judge. You pronounced me guilty, but I walked away, as you acquitted me of all charges. I am still serving my unusual sentence, The punishment I gave to myself... ©Lakshmi Menon The convict #guiltystory

If eyes are the windows to the soul, I did not find an evil man in you, But rather a man who has little faith in himself and in me. A man who accused me of judging him, When he was the harshest judge of all. I stood before you, as a convict awaiting the final verdict from the judge. You pronounced me guilty, but I walked away, as you acquitted me of all charges. I am still serving my unusual sentence, The punishment I gave to myself... ©Lakshmi Menon The convict #guiltystory

Chitra Iyer

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GUILTY STORY The voice of sweet innocence can be heard in the caption.. #yqbaba #shortstory #yostowrimo #guiltystory #chitstory Time to tell the truth about a lie, a lie that the child was well aware of but too inocent to understand the repercussions of lying in life. That child has now blossomed into a truthful and honest adult who can't lie even in her dreams, can't see through lies and believes everything that her senses absorb, for lies are alien to her. She swears by truth. Hmmm. Cut to a time when she was a kid. Yes, I was a student then in the primary sect

GUILTY STORY The voice of sweet innocence can be heard in the caption.. #yqbaba #shortstory #yostowrimo #guiltystory #chitstory Time to tell the truth about a lie, a lie that the child was well aware of but too inocent to understand the repercussions of lying in life. That child has now blossomed into a truthful and honest adult who can't lie even in her dreams, can't see through lies and believes everything that her senses absorb, for lies are alien to her. She swears by truth. Hmmm. Cut to a time when she was a kid. Yes, I was a student then in the primary sect

Hari Varma

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A LIFETIME GUILT OF TELLING A LIE! - During the interview, I accidentally told a big lie! I introduced myself as Dr. Johnson. I told I have been working with renowned Doctors in a couple Hospitals. Before completing, the interview board 'assumed' that I am a full Doctor. I didn't bother to correct it as I thought it wasnt for any hospital afterall. Since then, it was a procession of lies. Lies after lies to cover the previous lie. Though I enjoyed it, a thorn has pierced and got stuck somewhere deep in my heart. I had to justify my age and the time taken for the course. I said that as I was a brilliant gold medalist student, I could complete the course in half the time got from a foreign University et al. Before completing the sentence, the interviewer intruded saying loudly "Wow!". There was no looking back since then. I needed to move on and I added the Prefix Dr. with my name everywhere. I was selected and I did a wonderful job there. Actually there was nothing much to do other than counselling and prescribing some basic medicines. - (Read the full guilt in Caption) A LIFETIME GUILT OF TELLING A LIE! Write a story where Narrator tells a lie and feels guilty. My name is Dr. John Mathews. It is the truth believe me! I am not lying because I was not the one who named me. And my father's and grand father's name also had Mathews as the tail.

A LIFETIME GUILT OF TELLING A LIE! - During the interview, I accidentally told a big lie! I introduced myself as Dr. Johnson. I told I have been working with renowned Doctors in a couple Hospitals. Before completing, the interview board 'assumed' that I am a full Doctor. I didn't bother to correct it as I thought it wasnt for any hospital afterall. Since then, it was a procession of lies. Lies after lies to cover the previous lie. Though I enjoyed it, a thorn has pierced and got stuck somewhere deep in my heart. I had to justify my age and the time taken for the course. I said that as I was a brilliant gold medalist student, I could complete the course in half the time got from a foreign University et al. Before completing the sentence, the interviewer intruded saying loudly "Wow!". There was no looking back since then. I needed to move on and I added the Prefix Dr. with my name everywhere. I was selected and I did a wonderful job there. Actually there was nothing much to do other than counselling and prescribing some basic medicines. - (Read the full guilt in Caption) A LIFETIME GUILT OF TELLING A LIE! Write a story where Narrator tells a lie and feels guilty. My name is Dr. John Mathews. It is the truth believe me! I am not lying because I was not the one who named me. And my father's and grand father's name also had Mathews as the tail.

Anuj Jain

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GUILTY STORY In Caption Guilty Story Nothing is more wretched than a guilty conscience. It all began innocently enough. I was drawn to betting on cricket matches for fun and due to my keen observations and interest I was pretty accurate in my callings. Those small monies that I gained soon became an addiction. Most of my time was spent in watching every ball keenly and betting. I gained and I lost.

GUILTY STORY In Caption Guilty Story Nothing is more wretched than a guilty conscience. It all began innocently enough. I was drawn to betting on cricket matches for fun and due to my keen observations and interest I was pretty accurate in my callings. Those small monies that I gained soon became an addiction. Most of my time was spent in watching every ball keenly and betting. I gained and I lost.

Anuj Jain

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Never had Nilesh been like this, the always cheerful disposition had suddenly been replaced by a tense, forlorn face. Nilesh was a school teacher and was leading a fairly decent life, his wife Neelam was also a schoolteacher but she unlike him had very high aspirations in life and this humdrum existence was not what she wanted. Nilesh was pestered to do something big in life so that her aspirations were fulfilled. Nilesh saw the bursar keeping the wad of notes in the open drawer and suddenly leaving the office on a phone call. Nilesh had lied that he had stolen the money and had already booked tickets for a round the world trip much to Neelam's glee. The police too was unable to find the culprit and all the blame was pinned on the bursar. Nilesh had an heart attack and the first thing he asked on regaining composure was a pen and paper to seek forgiveness from the bursar. Never had Nilesh been like this, the always cheerful disposition had suddenly been replaced by a tense, forlorn face. Nilesh was a school teacher and was leading a fairly decent life, his wife Neelam was also a schoolteacher but she unlike him had very high aspirations in life and this humdrum existence was not what she wanted. Nilesh was pestered to do something big in life so that her aspirations were fulfilled. Nilesh saw the bursar keeping the wad of notes in the open drawer and suddenly lea

Never had Nilesh been like this, the always cheerful disposition had suddenly been replaced by a tense, forlorn face. Nilesh was a school teacher and was leading a fairly decent life, his wife Neelam was also a schoolteacher but she unlike him had very high aspirations in life and this humdrum existence was not what she wanted. Nilesh was pestered to do something big in life so that her aspirations were fulfilled. Nilesh saw the bursar keeping the wad of notes in the open drawer and suddenly leaving the office on a phone call. Nilesh had lied that he had stolen the money and had already booked tickets for a round the world trip much to Neelam's glee. The police too was unable to find the culprit and all the blame was pinned on the bursar. Nilesh had an heart attack and the first thing he asked on regaining composure was a pen and paper to seek forgiveness from the bursar. Never had Nilesh been like this, the always cheerful disposition had suddenly been replaced by a tense, forlorn face. Nilesh was a school teacher and was leading a fairly decent life, his wife Neelam was also a schoolteacher but she unlike him had very high aspirations in life and this humdrum existence was not what she wanted. Nilesh was pestered to do something big in life so that her aspirations were fulfilled. Nilesh saw the bursar keeping the wad of notes in the open drawer and suddenly lea

Akthari Begum

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Guilty story Once upon a time One man remembering Was one time i say words wrong front of My friend,and that's why man guilty that Mistake so,the man tell once,when that person meet me and that time i tell sorry front of that person. #guiltystory#NaStoWriMo

Guilty story Once upon a time One man remembering Was one time i say words wrong front of My friend,and that's why man guilty that Mistake so,the man tell once,when that person meet me and that time i tell sorry front of that person. #guiltystory#NaStoWriMo

Chavi Saxena

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Write a story where narrator tells a lie and feels guilty. I was a shy, timid girl, who had not seen much of this harsh cruel world and so tender hearted as to cry on accidentally killing an ant! Ronnie had come into my life like a blessing and we both were like lovebirds! (continued in caption...) -Chavi Saxena #guiltystory #yostowrimo #shortstory #yqbaba #yqchallenge We had our little fights over certain things, mostly he picked at me for some of my strange habits and I casually overlooked his banter believing in my heart that it could never lead to anything serious! But, something happened overnight! A day before, this guy had loved me with all that he had, and now, here he was, standing right infront of me, with the most tasteless words that ever could be uttered to a close one! He hurled abuses

Write a story where narrator tells a lie and feels guilty. I was a shy, timid girl, who had not seen much of this harsh cruel world and so tender hearted as to cry on accidentally killing an ant! Ronnie had come into my life like a blessing and we both were like lovebirds! (continued in caption...) -Chavi Saxena #guiltystory #yostowrimo #shortstory #yqbaba #yqchallenge We had our little fights over certain things, mostly he picked at me for some of my strange habits and I casually overlooked his banter believing in my heart that it could never lead to anything serious! But, something happened overnight! A day before, this guy had loved me with all that he had, and now, here he was, standing right infront of me, with the most tasteless words that ever could be uttered to a close one! He hurled abuses

Tushar Jangid

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Guilty story Two days ago one friend of mine came to my home. He told me before that he'll come but i thought that he was joking because in this corona situation who'll like to go anywhere. I and my parents were amazed to see him. "He was not a fool then why he came?", i thought. I welcomed him. Then he went to bathroom and washed hands and face. We talked for some time but I had to care in this situation, so i asked him with respect why he came there. He just said that he came to meet me. What? What? What? He wanted to meet me. Wow! In this deadly situation he wanted to meet me. Amazing! When My father came to home, he was angry to see him. He went upside. Then My mother told him to go his home and explained him not to go outside for some time. After he had left, i sensitized surface and everything that he touched. Then my father came downside. I was feeling guilty to send him back soon. But what you think? Am i guilty? Am i guilty? #guiltystory #awareness #yostowrimo #story #coronavirusindia #quarantine #stayhome #staysafe

Guilty story Two days ago one friend of mine came to my home. He told me before that he'll come but i thought that he was joking because in this corona situation who'll like to go anywhere. I and my parents were amazed to see him. "He was not a fool then why he came?", i thought. I welcomed him. Then he went to bathroom and washed hands and face. We talked for some time but I had to care in this situation, so i asked him with respect why he came there. He just said that he came to meet me. What? What? What? He wanted to meet me. Wow! In this deadly situation he wanted to meet me. Amazing! When My father came to home, he was angry to see him. He went upside. Then My mother told him to go his home and explained him not to go outside for some time. After he had left, i sensitized surface and everything that he touched. Then my father came downside. I was feeling guilty to send him back soon. But what you think? Am i guilty? Am i guilty? #guiltystory #awareness #yostowrimo #story #coronavirusindia #quarantine #stayhome #staysafe