There's a lot to be said about Wanting to do it my way
Attitude
Change the World
“Change the world”, she said. He did not have the heart to confess that he was an ordinary mortal. He conjured pink smoke and gave her a different lens to see the world. She believed every vision that he generated for her. There had been many who were teaching her to survive – the killer … Continue reading Change the World
The Seer
fearful minds do not enter untried and untested portals the internet of life is virgin territory the hands of time held hostage by a benign monstrosity oblivious to its impact on future of fear an untouched core awaits the seer who overcomes time to discover eternity of truth Thursday Photo Prompt #writephoto
Reflection
Remind me of existing reality for life beckons with exquisite images of bygone eras colored with bias. tremors of age, inflections of a toothless voice negate youthful memories. Weekend Writing Prompt #32
Molten Lava
liquid dreams moulded to suit their desires and frozen with their contempt, scald like molten lava with the latent power of revenge. SoCS
Walking Away
“No exit” flashed the sign on the inner side of the entrance door. Her phone beeped again. Adam was getting impatient waiting for her in the car, and she was yet trying to figure out an exit route from the mall. Her hands ached with the weight of the bags she was carrying, and she … Continue reading Walking Away
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 6
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 6- 
Battles of life
Didn’t cower them
Emerged gloriously
Resilient souls
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 16
Taking the challenge … never to be beaten.
I’ve always been different from the rest
Never followed the conventional way
Doing my best, searching for my quest
The rebellious me, that’s how I play
Frustrating sometimes, but no regrets
Alienating people, getting some threats
Things I’ve done, challenges I’ve taken
Until now, I think, never beaten*
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* Rispetto
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 16
I refused to do the things that nice, domesticated girls were supposed to do, and spent all my time in my grandfather’s library.
It wasn’t that I was rebellious or anything it was more that I was not interested in growing up trained in domesticity as my mother insisted.
The ritual Monday morning stripping of beds and re-making with starched sheets and tight hospital corners drove me crazy.
Rather I snuck off whenever I could to grandfather’s library and buried myself in his many wonderful texts.
Grandfather had been an engineer, and I was drawn to all things to do with that. He had multiple volumes, and I found myself devouring the ones that dealt with mathematical issues. Alongside that, the physics of engineering fascinated me more and more.
I found there was a corner of his library where I could secrete myself and read to my heart’s content.
My…
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Not born a rebel
at the age of twelve
she longed to play with his toys
she’s still trying to
prove to her aloof mother
she’s as good as her brother
In response toReena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 16
