“How does the world look like from there?”
“It looks like a grander version of an architect’s model of a township.”
“Thank the Lord for creating the world. You are but a tiny speck in the universe.”
“Oh, Philosopher …. we are big and resourceful enough to have wi-fi connectivity up here. I bow to human intelligence.” They chuckled, enjoying being suspended mid-air.
Suddenly, the screen blanked out, and the sky darkened. A storm was approaching. The sound of thunder sent chills down their spines. A yellow-orange orb rose in the sky, which looked like a volcanic eruption.
Will the control tower pull them back in time? The darned philosopher must be clicking pictures to share on social media. They wondered what the world will say about this tomorrow. Will their obituaries accompany the news on the disaster?
(138 words)

Intriguing mention of being pulled back in time, but wasn’t sure if it meant time-travel or just being pulled back in time to avoid the storm. Well done.
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Hopefully to avoid the storm 🙂
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I read it three times, each time enjoying it more than the last. Well done!
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Thank you so much 🙂
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Nice story Reena. I enjoyed the light-hearted tone of the story.
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Thank you, Susan!
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Enjoyable read Reena.
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Thanks, Iain!
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What goes up…
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does not always come down 🙂
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I suppose if it escaped Earth’s gravity entirely, but it would have to travel over seven miles per second to do that.
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Power structures have a different gravitational force — the boss’s will 😊
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Ha! Loved the humor. Philosophical. Great post!
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Thank you, Rosemary!
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Black, black, black humour at it humorous best. Very good writing, Reena.
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Thank you so much, Neel!
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Good one, Reena.
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Thanks!
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Nice piece of philosophy mixed with black humour.
I chuckled.
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Thanks!
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