I “Two dead bodies found strapped to chairs in the sea……” screamed the news headlines. Was it a suicide or murder? Why should anyone be there on chairs? And why couldn’t they escape before the high tide? The idiots were testing a new device they had invented. It was supposed to lift them higher, as … Continue reading Who?
“Hey! This little fella appears to be working hard with you.” “We saved him once from a conflagration, and he’s been our ally since then.” “I wish humans showed the same gratitude, as these four legged creatures do….” (215 characters) Twittering Tales #83
Hey everyone! The ‘Tetractys’ is a poetic form consisting of at least 5 lines, with a syllable breakdown of 1/2/3/4/10 syllables (a total of 20 syllables). Hope you enjoy!
Clouds
So free
Float across
The morning sky;
And we, burdened souls, don’t even look up.
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getting out to meet and greet sales pitch ready, tie knotted neat for the mirage of networking. toughest task is executing I see my boss abusing me, cold eyes with concealed glee a maniac born, one in a zillion. I wipe out thoughts of rebellion driven by fear, chasing success whimsical rotation on … Continue reading Corporate Dance
Quietly, she completed the household tasks, before calling it a day. Unrest prevailed in her mind, as she thought about the requirement of employees in a local NGO. Ira was never seen as a particularly intelligent person. Ennui had ruled life, after her marriage to a rich landlord, three children and an apparently cushy existence. … Continue reading End of Hibernation
delusions of ownership hurt who are you to hold one life in captivity for eternity? you did not choose to be here that does not make it less real than an individual making a choice holding on to air you once breathed is inane molecules undergo transformation in dynamic worlds Sunday Writing … Continue reading Stale Oxygen
“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 … Continue reading Up there
LinkedIn has hosted a writing challenge on its fifteenth anniversary, and here is a reproduction of my take. #WhenIwas15 I thought the world was a fair place, and the best person always wins ‘Best’ at what yet remains a mystery, as overt and covert parameters always differ. #WhenIwas15 I was given a framework for success … Continue reading #WhenIwas15
PAIN weakens resistance violence and hunger being stripped of dignity perpetuates slavery “Apathy, sores and scars that hurt” Saturday Mix at MLMM
