inkfuseddreams.co.in

Where books are decoded and words weave magic!

For those who never outgrew wonder.

Hi, I’m Mrunmayee.

A creativity-driven writer and dancer, blending books and poetry with a touch of magic. On this blog, I share my latest writings, book insights, and creative tips..

Join the magical library!

Let’s unleash our creativity together..

Read latest posts-

Do I know me?October 10, 2025
There are two things you need to know about me. I never lie, and I can’t dance. Shit. I stand there frozen solid, absolutely clueless and inevitably doomed. The lights shine red into my eyes, beckoning danger. The stage pulls at my ankles and consumes me into darkness. And yet, why do a hundred lights… Read more: Do I know me?
The last teenSeptember 9, 2025
Nineteen, the frosting said. “Fuck,” I thought as the clock chimed twelve. I believed one stopped aging after eighteen. After stepping into the so called ‘you are on your own from now’ phase of life. And yet, the candle burned brighter than the confusion of excitement and fear in my heart. I cut through the… Read more: The last teen
TangledAugust 30, 2025
I hate Saturdays. It had been a Saturday, three weeks ago, when he left. Three weeks. I never knew when he would come back, or even if I would ever see him again. No, no. He would. He has to. I stared out the window as the withered rose petals fell off and infused with… Read more: Tangled
With a drizzle of joyAugust 14, 2025
Was it that the sky cried because I did not? It let go because I could not? It thundered because I stayed silent? Perhaps. Age cracked in the blues up above and let out a howl of freedom, choosing childhood. I let go. The cold droplets traced my cheeks as I stopped amidst my shelter… Read more: With a drizzle of joy
Chaos in art(and my life)August 7, 2025
Blink. Blink. Blink. The cursor stared at me like a reprimanding elder. I stared back, begging for time. The time had passed. The blog had been overdue two weeks. The blank document held hostage any inspiration that my mind could produce. Blank white space. The kind of white brides dress up in, a mark… Read more: Chaos in art(and my life)

Where books are decoded and words weave magic!

For those who never outgrew wonder.

Hi, I’m Mrunmayee.

Join the magical library!

Read latest posts-

Follow me on social media: